Learning Spanish in paradise.

I've been in Puerto for almost a week now and it really is a fantastic spot.  Hot all day every day and the beaches are just lovely.  I've completed my advanced dive course and started taking Spanish lessons.  So I'll be here until the 1st of April and then start heading towards Costa Rica via Guatemala and Nicaragua.

I'm staying at a homestay organised by the language school.  It is staying with a lady called Reina and her family.  Her granddaughter is about 3 and the cutest little thing, she looks like Dora the Explorer.  I don't speak much Spanish yet, but that's ok.  I know how to say yes and no when Reina asks if I'm hungry and can tell her that I'm going to the beach or going to classes, but that's about it.  But I've had Dr Kennedy here to help me.  Yes, he's a doctor and his name is Kennedy.  He's a nice guy with a bad mo and has been showing me the ropes. Literally.  As in the rope through the window with the key on the end for when we come home late at night.

The other night I went out with Dr Kennedy and a few people from the language school.  It was good fun, we had a few cervezas and were ripping it up on the dance floor.  Then a new singer came on and the music went from bluesy stuff to the chilli peppers, then the guy announced he was doing a little song he wrote back in 2004 called 'my funkititus'.  Pure gold I tell you.  The chorus went something along the lines of 'you can't deny this, my funkititus'.  Sounds like a venereal disease if you ask me.

So Feliz cumpleaños! Krichelle, if I can find this song anywhere on the internet this will be your birthday present.