Answer: You don’t.
Everyone knows I have a small stomach and don’t eat a lot at each meal- much less, eat a lot of meals. But when you’re fed, well, three times a day by a sweet abuelita who doesn’t speak English, and you don’t speak Spanish, it can be difficult.
So this morning I walked onto the terrace accompanying the house I’m staying in, and I felt like a Colombian Sara Crewe. I had an urge to flit across the rooftops until I realized that I’d die, so I decided against it.
This is my room:
This morning at 10:00 we had a meeting with the other AIESEC trainees at University of Tolima. I found out my teammates arrive this weekend, and I start “work” on Monday.
For the rest of the day, I worked on things from the USA, read Game of Thrones, and explored. Following are a lot of pictures of mountains, which surround us and are absolutely beautiful.
Not speaking the language is proving to be difficult, but I understand some and you’d be surprised at how far pointing, smiling, si and no get you.
Until next time!