I love eating outside.

Okay, so Sunday afternoon we met our parents. They came to the hotel to pick us up. I ended up rooming with another IES student and I didn't know that was going to happen, but that's okay. My mother was the one that came and picked us up. Her name is Farida. She's really nice but she talks fast and it's hard for me to understand a lot of things. I really hope that part gets easier, and quickly. After she picked us up she took us to her house. It's such a cute house and I love my room. We have a dog and it likes to come lay on my bed with me.

After we got here me and Rachel, my roomate, went to lunch with our neighbors, who are also hosting a student. That was really not a good experience for me. First I had to eat fish, which wasn't too incredibly bad, I just definitely wouldn't have chose it. They were also serving wine and they looked at me really funny when I said I didn't want any. So then they started talking about how religious people are weird and stuff, and how no one should be a virgin after the age of 14. It was probably the most I've ever been made fun of for being a christian. But that's okay. I survived.

I love eating here because we almost always eat outside. I've only eaten inside at the hotel and at one of the cafes we went to. The weather is perfect. Sunday night we ate dinner with our family. At the beginning there were 6 places set at the table, then my "brother" called and he wasn't coming, and then my "father" called and he couldn't come either. I didn't even meet one of my brothers until last night. But we ate chicken and carrots for dinner and it was very very good.

My classes are good. I just have a lot of problems understanding. And I hate that. It's so hard for me to keep up. But, it'll get better I think.

I don't really have a lot to say right now because I'm so exhuasted.

au revoir.