Okay this learning Spanish needs a serious approach. On the way to the centre this morning I bought a notebook that i can do homework in. Not sure what it is about developing countries but shopkeepers always seem to be short of change. The notebook cost 35 pesos and i handed them a 100 peso note. That's like handing someone $5 to pay for a $1.50 item. They asked me if I had anything smaller and when i showed them my wallet contained a 200 peso and 500 peso note they reluctantly headed off to see what they could do. A 50 peso note and 3 x 5 peso coins in change and i was on my way. I missed my usual shop where i buy a pastry for morning tea but found a woman selling some on a street corner so picked up a pineapple pastry/turnover. The centre had an over supply of volunteers today (not uncommon it seems) so there wasn't much to do. Early afternoon headed to a recommended coffee shop and ordered what i thought was a double shot latte. No it was a double size cup of milky weak coffee. Lesson learned!! Did some homework here before heading off to Becari, the language school. Really struggled tonight. Just couldn't get the hang of it. Next day back to the centre for the last day of the week. My usual walk thru the park was a bit different as a huge market had materialised. I think it might be a regular Friday morning market. Lots of people having breakfast, fresh meat and veges for sale, homewares, clothes and lots of bits and pieces. A real hive of activity and some very tempting smells in the air. First job of the day after arriving was to chase the garbage truck up the street. I wasn't the only one doing this. People were coming from everywhere with plastic bags of rubbish, bins, boxes and whatever else. The truck stopped in one place and everyone came to it. We decided to take the kids to a nearby park, well about a 20 minute walk away. To me it was a bit nerve racking. They just headed off down the footpath, dodging thru traffic seemingly oblivious to the potential danger. Some of them are only 5-6 years old. The park is actually joined to an old railway station which is now a rail museum. Great park, plenty of swings, climbing bars, rope ladders etc.etc. I became the "engine" for a 4 person swinging type of ride. And there were 2 of them. In no time there was a chorus of 8 voices all calling "Doug, Doug". I learned 2 new sayings "Necesito decanso" (i need a rest) and "Nada mas" (no more). The walk back to the centre was interesting. For the whole way i had a child on my shoulders. I think about 6 in all took advantage of the free lift. The afternoon was more coffee, more homework and then lessons. Being a Friday night, tradition needed to be observed. I found a place near home that looked like a bar that also served meals. And it was. About half a dozen workers in there enjoying a cold beer with the obligatory music and TV both blaring. Different things of course! Breaded fish and salad was good and the Mexicans love their beer to be icy cold. Perfect end to the first week.