My heart beats like a cold potato.

Today we left home early with our bocadillos in hand and went to the plaza to grab a coke and study. Studying is always better when this is your backdrop:

So, after we decided our sandwiches were mystery meat, we decided to just go to our favorite restaurant Las Torres and get a sandwich mixto (ham, cheese, and egg). The sweet manager we always talk to came up and told us to squeeze the fun out of Salamanca for our last 3 days.

In school we pretty much just reviewed for our upcoming exams. Afterwards, the group walked around attempting to find World Cup championship t-shirts which is much easier said than done.

On our way home, we stopped by the dvd store to return little Hannah Montana. When we walked in, the owner handed Courtney the movie poster she so dearly wanted a few days ago of Tiana y el Sapo and said “un regalo para ti!”. He gave it to her for free! How sweet! Because he was so nice we decided to go ahead and rent another movie, this time it’s Buscando a Nemo. Hopefully you can all translate that one for yourselves.

It’s been precious so far:

“Sigue nadando, nadando, nadando” = “Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming” “Pez son amigos, no comida”= “Fish are friends, not food.”

Precious.

Dinner was a hamburger with green beans and potatoes on the side and melon for dessert. Miguel also declared his love for Carmen with a cheesy phrase that apparently all the kids say to each other: “Mi Corazon palpita como patata frita.”

Somehow this is romatic but it directly translates as “My heart beats like a cold potato.” Yuck if you ask me but she loved it and turned red and started fanning herself. Dinners around here are always interesting.