Yesterday sure was FRIDAY THE 13th and today certainly was NOT Valentine's day.

It all started when my friends and I went dancing Thursday night. I broke my only pair of black heels as I was walking up some stairs and the heel got caught on the step while the rest of my foot was still in motion. I had to throw them in the trash the next morning after only getting about 2 hours of sleep.

THEN, I was supposed to move in to my piso Friday afternoon at five. As I was trying to zip my luggage shut, my phone rang. It was my new landlord. He starts telling me that the girl who was living in my room, decided she wasn't going to leave until Sunday. "Que hacemos" he says. (Translation: What are we going to do?) Uh... wait, what are you going to do about this? don't ask me... this is not ok. After calling my coordinator hysterically crying and having my host mom graciously offer for me to stay two more days, we figured everything out. I will be moving in tomorrow at 3 p.m. and my landlord will be deducting the amount I had to pay the homestay company for two extra days at my señoras.

Today, I started Valentine's day off with a run in Retiro Park, where I put my iPod on shuffle, and ironically heard the songs Womanizer and Maneater back-to-back. After showering and having some fruit, I headed to my new favorite stores, Friday's Project and Bershka. After a little browsing, I went to meet Jenni at her new apartment and then we got lunch. We met up with our friend Benjamin and went shopping at IKEA.

Now I'm off to Jenni's to put one of my suitcases at her place until tomorrow.

Pictures coming soon (when I have internet)

Until next time...