Have you ever peed your pants in a convent?

Seriously I think I laughed harder today than I ever have in my life, and I have wet pants to show it. Let´s just say my bladder doesn´t behave any better here than it does in MN! Molly and Hannah and I were on a walk at the convent (taking a break from pharmacy duties) and Molly started doing this thing that always makes me laugh so hard. I would explain it but it would not sound funny at all to anyone else (it has to do with her manipulating my words into sounding creepy). So anyways I´m on the ground and all the sudden my face falls and Molly knows. There´s pee everywhere (on the dirt ground). So I quick run to this little bathroom and wait there for Molly and Hannah to find something for me to change into. Fortunately (or maybe unfortunately, I´m not sure), the convent takes clothing donations and sells them to make money. The girls found me a SUPER CUTE outfit...involving a black and white striped pleated grandmother skirt and lacy stirrup tights! Yep, wore that alllllll day! Walking through Antigua on my way back home was not the most inconspicuous thing ever let´s say...crap, I´m ridiculous. But I decided if it has to happen to someone I´m glad it´s me, because I sure have fun with it. But mom if you could bring my Detrol when you come that would be great. Thanks.



Other than that incident, we went out for food and then back to the ¨Casa de Mil Flores¨ yesterday with the rest of the girls (and of course the guys) and gave them the tour. Molly pooped in the toilet and it wouldn´t flush so I had to go find the butler guy and try to explain it to him...he was so sweet about it, he was like ¨don´t worry, I won´t say anything. I´ll clean it up once you leave.¨Yeah then she did it again today at the clinic. Nice job girl.

Oh yeah today I got beat up pretty bad. By a girl. With Down´s Syndrome. Seriously it was so painful. She´s probably like 11 but she wanted me to carry her (she lives at the orphanage at the convent), so I did. She immediately pulled my hair binder out and visciously ground my hair into my face. Then she got all worked up and started pulling my hair really hard and scratching/clawing at my face and eyes. It was awful, I couldn´t get mad. But then Molly came and pulled her away from me. I saw her coming later in the day and I booked it pretty fast!

Oh and also we got to learn how to make tortillas today! We went down to this little place in the convent and these cute indigenous women taught us to make em! It was so sweet, except I was wearing the 80´s zebra hooker outfit and I kept dropping my tortillas on the ground and ripping them. Guess I´m not cut out to be indigenous. Oh well.

Well the internet cafe´s about to close and I still have to pack for Panahachel/Lake Atitlan (we leave tomorrow morning!) Miss you and love you (well most of you anyhow!)

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