I am sipping coffee and eating fresh, warm pan dolce from the bakery down the street. I love my mornings in Mexico...

Classes at Universal are continuing well. I like my teacher and the focus on conversation. It is really helpful to have a 5-student class as well! We divided into teams and played charades in Spanish yesterday which was entertaining to say the least! It was a great way to increase our vocabulary (ej: matamosca=flyswatter). Our homework was pretty light from that class yesterday, but I also have two SOCW papers that were supposed to be due Friday before we left for the Embassy in Mexico City. I found out after the fact that the due date was postponed. Thank goodness, because I really need to write my Spanish composition tonight. After 3 hours of studying and debating whether or not to stay in D.F. this weekend, I chose not to stay overnight. I know that we will be spending 5 days in D.F. in April, and my first impression of the city wasn't that great. A weekend of worrying about being held-up, pick-pocketed, and trying to navigate the world's largest city-where people get sick from breathing the air-just doesn't appeal to me. I figure Mexico City will always be there, and if I want to go back later, I will. Besides, I'd rather save my $ for salsa-dancing and silver from Taxco next weekend.
My friend/classmate Rachel (one of my salsa buddies) and I went to the tiny, compact all-women's gym last night for weights and aerobics. It's basically like having a personal fitness instructor because they give us a routine and help us. The owner, our self-elected coach, is from Argentina and is a body-building champion. Now, if that's not motivation, I don't know what is. She makes me feel like a weakling...and so did that aerobics class. Good grief! Those women are insane, and I'm probably going back for more tonight.
Well...tally-ho!