when you have a song stuck in your head, but then can't think of the name or the singer? and to makes things more fun, you don't know the words, so you can't google part of the lyrics...oh, and the song happens to be in Spanish? anyone? i have this song in my head and i can hum it every now and then, but there is no one here to help me out. i just hope i can remember it the next time i talk to my mom. she might be able to help me out.
today for, late lunch, we ate at the yam pilé place. and i think i have said before that the stuff is like mashed potatoes with a peanut sauce. so i was telling the other PCVs how weird it's gonna be on Thanksgiving when i get back and i have my girnormo plate of food in front of me and everyone is nice dressed and the table is pretty, blah, blah, blah, and i am gonna have the urge to eat my mashed potatoes with my hands as i dunks little mashed up balls of it into my gravy. and then i will think, where is the wagashi cheese? (did i ever mention how people, for the most part eat everything with their hands? maybe i didn't, but y'all probably figured so much anyway.)
i just finished reading eat, pray, love and it has inspired me to consider travling some more for a little while after i am done in Benin. perhaps indonesia/bali, thailand, europe, india, or australia even-maybe? but perhaps the smart thing to do would be to come back home and sqve my money. but you only live once, right?
oh, and before i forget. random and weird. but yesterday my filipino friend Ellen , who is married to a beninese man and has a 12ish year old kid, says that the beninese people have nice butts because their mothers form their babies' butts. i guess it would be hard to describe how/what she showed us (amber and i), but i don't think that it really needs explaining. haha. she said her son has a butt like he does because she had her sister-in-laws form her sons butt. hmmmmmm.........
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