A Day in the Life

At 5:50 am, my neighbor wakes me up to deliver me breakfast. “Bechiiiiii, Bechiiii, are you still sleeping?” (but in Spanish). My gas tank ran out 3 days ago and until I get it replaced, I am relying on my host family’s kitchen. Rice and potatoes and chicken – a treat at any hour. My cat Meri thinks so too and won’t stop whining. I eat a little bit and then place a big pot upside down over the bowl to protect the food from my pets.

I go back to bed and wake up to BANG – Meri knocked the pot off the table onto the floor. My neighbor’s dog rushes inside to get a taste of the delicious food (Where is my dog at?!). I blindly scramble out of bed in the dark, shoo away the animals, and collect a few unscathed potato and chicken pieces off the dirt floor (I know, gross) to suffice for the rest of my breakfast. It’s 6:15 am. Time to start another day.