It was reaffirmed this morning that water is more expensive here.
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This picture was not sideways in my phone... |
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Este pasta. |
Anyway, I was feeling fairly adventurous so I decided to go out and buy a random pastry. After seeing 1029839021 people in the store (6 in reality) I decided to walk around the block a few times to get my courage up. After walking by the store three times (took me roughly 15 minutes) I decided that I knew what I was going to say and that I was ready for anything. (Huge mistake, I'm never ready for anything.) As I walked in I was relieved to find that there were only 2 people in the cafe(?) or pastry shop(?). I then approached the counter and ask for "this pastry" as I pointed to it in Spanish. Feeling very proud and self-assured for a moment, I was then cut-down in my pride when she (the cashier) responded in English. It seems that I have yet again forgotten my rule number one. (See previous post.)
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