Vale, so here in España turning 21 means nothing. But I brought the American-ness 21 year old celebration to life for Chenoa! It was a glorious birthday on March 1st. Chenoa's host mom is so adorable, she cleaned the living room just for her birthday so she could have friends over. Then she invited all the host moms and their girls in this building because she didnt want to leave anyone out of the festivities. She made a scrumptious mango cake with chocolate frosting, sounds odd but it was fabulous (no fake 'deliciosos') She also loved Matt, Heather's boo, because he loved her tortilla so in return she loved him.
After eating a lot and Chenoa explaining to her host mom the importance of turning 21 we decided to go out and buy her drinks! Now let me remind you March first = tuesday night = the streets were dead. We tried to go to our favorite bar Flaherty's, but they had a private party. All Chenoa wanted was a margarita, and we were all determined to get her one. We walked all around Sevilla and to the place where Heather and I had gotten our Jumbo-slurpee-sized-Mojitos when we first got here. They had jumbo-slurpee-sized-margaritas as well.
Hallelujah we found a place. Everything went swimingly. Chenoa had her marg, Heather bought her a chupito (shot) with whipped cream on top, I got her one with tabasco sauce (she loves tabasco sauce) and then Matt got her one that tasted like cough syrup... ew. We even made friends, I kept pointing to Chenoa and saying "Sus cumpleaños!!" People clapped, one tried to sing and then this one guy was determined to kiss Chenoa but not on my watch! We also taught him how to say a pick up line and in english it is pronounced "joke" not "yoke." My favorite part was when I got to translate between this crazy spanish man who works for Guarda Civil and this american couple. The American guy said he studied Spanish in Costa Rica.. but he didn't know very much at all. The crazy Spaniard said I was really good at Spanish, which I hope he was telling the truth. Anywho we stayed there until 1:30 am and I had to drag Chenoa back home since she didnt want to leave. Best birthday ever!! Feliz cumpleaños Chenoa!!
Besos!
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