This is why you should be proud of me...

This weekend, Diana, a girl I met from school, took me to her hometown in Iguala. It was an adventure in food.
I ate:
goat
pig feet
cow tongue
fish fillet
and...
octopus

Now, aren't you proud of me? I made a general rule here that I try whatever is offered to me. Now in all fairness, I didn't know what the cow tongue was until after I'd eaten it. However, I really liked it, and I kept eating it after I was told. And as for the fish and octopus... well basically everyone else wanted to eat seafood, and when Diana asked me if I eat seafood, I was kind of embarassed to admit I don't / I didn't want to ruin everyone else's meal. And in all fairness, the fish wasn't bad. Oh, and the reason as to why I ate pig feet and cow tongue...
Iguala had a fair this weekend celebrating the flag (it's the birthplace of the mexican flag and has either the highest flag in latin america or the biggest.. I forget which). Anyway, we went to the fair, and part of that experience was a free.. yes-free! dinner with samples of traditional dishes in that region. It was a pretty good deal. And it was kind of funny, because the person in charge of the dinner got up and was announcing all of the important people in attendance, like the municipal president, and then was like "Oh yeah, and Diana Cuevas brought friends from UDLA, Carly Freddy, and Natalia". It made me feel pretty important. But mostly silly and out of place. Anyway, it was a good weekend of relaxation and new experiences. I saw a dolphin show at the fair. Oh, and by the way, Iguala isn't on the coast, more like in the middle of the mountains (which were beautiful, by the way). Apparently they cart the poor things around with the rest of the fair. And I thought circuses were cruel! At least those animals don't have to be sedated to be kept in fish bowl sized tanks : ( I have to admit the show was entertaining, but I just kept thinking of Free Willy. But yeah, as for the food, oh man am I full. And let me tell you, people here can eat.. I stuffed myself at each meal, and I think Diana's mom was convinced that I didn't like her food, because she would be like "Are you done? You're not going to eat anymore?" You've never met a more hospitable woman in all your life... well, except for maybe my grandma : )

Sorry this post was kind of random, but I'm sure you're all missing my randomness about now ; )