Today Caro and I woke up around 10 and then stayed in our room talking for like an hour. Then I went and took a shower (there was no hot water so I showered with cold—another reason I’m not too fond of the countryside). When I was ready I went out and ate breakfast and then helped Caro Eva and Nicole set up chairs and tables outside for the party. Then I went in and helped set the table and get everything ready for the huge family lunch with 25 people again. After lunch, Tamara, who is 11, invited me over to her grandparents house (they live like a 1 minute walk from the house we were staying at) to see something (I didn’t really understand what), so I agreed.
When we got there, all of the other little kids were there, passing out candy to a bunch of old people seated in the garden. It turns out her grandparents were holding an annual party for the people who lived in an old folks home nearby. I greeted the old people and gave them some candy, and then a mariachi singer came out and started entertaining them. Tamara’s grandma kept asking me to go ask the grandpas to dance, so finally I decided what the heck and asked one to dance. After that song, I had to individually dance with each grandpa there (while everyone watched) and then the mariachi singer asked to dance with me too.
After like 10 dances, I escaped to the kitchen where Tamara’s grandma put me to work making sandwiches for the old people. We served them and attended them, and then it came time to sing happy birthday. We all sang, and then they gave me the mic and told me to sing it in English. I had to awkwardly sing the whole song into the microphone completely by myself. It was uncomfortable and I felt vaguely like Marilyn Monroe singing Happy Birthday Mr. President. After that, Tamara’s grandpa dressed up like Santa Claus and handed out presents to the old people. By that time it was pretty late and I was worried that the birthday party was starting down the road, so I excused myself and the little kids and we all went back. When we got back the patio was all beautifully decorated for the party and everyone was preparing the food (70 people were invited so we were basically cooking for an army and obviously they’re Chilean so they cook everything and don’t buy anything premade). I worked on the appetizers, which were little pieces of bread with different stuff on top. We made like 400 of them, and by the end of the night they were all gone. After I finished that, I changed into jeans and then went with all the big kids to a nearby field to play baseball. Felipe plays baseball and I told him that I really like it too, and so we threw the ball around for a while while trying not to get eaten by flies and mosquitoes that were everywhere in that field (the next day I had like 10 super red swollen and disgusting bug bites that still haven’t gone away). Then we went back to the house and met more people as they showed up. We stood in the patio and talked for a while, and then we all sat down to have dinner and then sing happy birthday.