Monday, October 15, 2012

This place is full of PDA!

En serio! I mean like making out, butt-touching PUBLIC DISPLAYS OF AFFECTION. In front of la catedral sometimes, too! It's hilarious! 


Also - piropos! I was walking home from class, and I happened to be behind two sevillanos. Now, I don't know if he could tell I was American, and that's why he said it because he thought I couldn't understand, OR if he thought I could understand and wanted me to hear it.. But he looked right at me, might've pointed, even, and said 'Esta chica es tan guapa, aqui?' to his friend.. BUT HE ASKED IT LIKE A QUESTION SO WOW I DUNNO. (This girl is so pretty, here?) I kinda smiled but then he whistled at some other girls and I was like EW and walked ahead of them heh.

THEN, another group of boys.. this time they were walking in the opposite direction I was.. I'm wearing my Fleur-de-lis ROOTED NOLA shirt, and one boy makes eye contact with me and then points right at my shirt and says something and I have no idea what he said or if I was supposed to respond. WAH

But then, I got to my house, and was trying to open the door, and this GUAPO is waiting behind me with like.. huge, heavy bags.. And then I hold the door for him and we wait for the elevator.. He was saying things I couldn't understand (I think it was because the elevator was taking too long) so I just smiled and I'm sure that gave it away that I had no idea what he was talking about. THEN I OPENED THE ELEVATOR DOOR FOR HIM (que moderna) because all that stuff looked heavy and he smiled heh. 

Then I pressed his floor for him (he lives one below me), and he said something like (in Spanish) 'You live here?' and I was like 'With a family..' And he was like 'Ahh, Teresa?' (everyone in the building must know they take in Americanas) and I was like 'Sí!' And he asked where I was from and I said Connecticut but I study in Washington DC. AND THEN THE DOOR OPENED AND OUR LOVE WAS INTERRUPTED. He said hasta luego though! I also have no idea if it was the same guapo I saw last week, with a little girl with him, holding a fish bowl. Maybe not. Same floor though!

BUT THEN AFTER HE LEFT, usually I would press 4 for my floor (the elevator here is weird, I think it can only register one floor at a time).. BUT THEN THIS OLDER MAN CAME ON WITH THE INTENTION OF GOING DOWN.. so I awkwardly rode the elevator down with him, hoping to just go back up when he left. BUT THEN ANOTHER FAMILY WANTED TO GO UP ... but luckily they lived on the same floor as I did so it wasn't as awkward. That's me, elevator rider!

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