So I had to decide on the motorcycle today. Those who are reading this and wish me to stay alive will probably be glad to hear that I decided against buying it. Apparently my haggling skills suck. We started the negotiations off at the guy's asking price of Q2500 (roughly $390) and somehow we ended up at a firm Q3000! How did that happen? I decided that the extra money just wasn't worth it. So I bought myself a consolation prize. A ukelele. It is a cheap piece of crud but maybe I can learn those Jack Johnson songs that just don't sound right on the piano.
The project goes well. If anybody ever wants information on Spanish schools in Antigua, I will have visited them all by the time I've left. The vast majority of them are simply the result of the following dinner conversation: "hey honey, we could park the car on the street during the day, paint 'spanish school' over the garage-door entrance, and start a Spanish school to earn some extra money."
Lesson of the day: a band's website may look as good as that of a famous band's, but in the end who do you want to hand over $50 to go see? The same can be said for Spanish schools.
There's this little kid in the central park who always tries to get me to let him shine my shoes. I would have given in by now, but my shoes are beat-up Sperry Top Siders... Can you even shine those? I mean, I have no doubt he can. He is my favorite person to talk to though. We discuss the philosophy of whether or not my shoes could possibly be shined. He insists they could and should. Obviously I have my doubts. But I have decided that my last day here I will let him give it a go. So much for the last two years of wear and tear that has made them look what I consider to be fashionable.
Taylor, Thanks for checking out all the Spanish schools- that will really help Hilary out. Do you have time to take some classes? One-on-one is the way to go with language; hopefully Hilary will do some hyper-learning!
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