Food and Music...oye

One thing I have found interesting so far in Mexico is the food patterns. It is incredibly different than the United States. Granted we still eat breakfast, lunch and dinner, however what we eat and when we eat it is very different than at home.

The first two weeks were pretty normal with this, fruit for breakfast, a larger lunch, and small dinner. However, things started to become a little crazy this past week. First, when you cook something here you make sure you make enough to last about 3 days for multiple meals. For instance, last week my mama made chicken noodle soup (delicious!) and we ate it for a meal or two and I thought ya (oh in spanish, or at least here in the Yucatan, ya, means done). Oh boy was I wrong. I woke up Saturday morning, got out of bed and went into the living room/dining room to eat with my family and my mom tells me we are eating the soup for breakfast. Yes, soup and sandwiches for breakfast. I said, ok, fine, it was a little wierd for me I felt like I was eating lunch, but it was only 10 in the morning. Friday, my mama goes to the market to buy a couple of things and she told me she was coming back with breakfast as well, breakfast of cochinito. Now I had no idea what this meant, and to my surprise, it was a pork sandwich, for breakfast, apparently quite common to eat sandwiches for breakfast. Sunday once again, we had tomales and soup for breakfast. This is just something I have trouble getting accostumed to, especially when I barely eat breakfast in the United States!
We will see what this week has in store!

One other comical thing that happened, or at least that I thought was comical happened on the bus ride home on saturday. I do not generally understand the words of the music here because it is incredibly fast, however, on this bus ride i understand very clearly. Here are the lyrics of almost the whole song

Tengo, Tengo, un novio
metro metro metro sexual.

I think you can get what that means but if you cannot I have a metro sexual boyfriend were the lyrics..oye

Literally... it said that over and over and over again, metro metro metro sexual. I was cracking up on the bus, I just could not help it. Everyone else probably thought I was just a crazy American, but it was just too funny to not laugh at. The other song we have understood and love to sing because it is always in our heads is

Mi Muneca esta llorando ( my doll is crying)
I have no idea why the doll is crying, but it must be crying hard because the singer repeats that line like it is nobody's business.

Oh the wierd things that happen in Mexico, yesterday my brother was singing I believe I can fly at the top of this lungs and I could not stop laughing then either.12 year old Turi, singing, in English, I BELIEVE I CAN FLY,I BELIEVE I CAN TOUCH THE SKY! oye, so funny, I wish you could have heard it!

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