Another giant coffin

Had a pretty chill night last night. Stefan arrived back from Tikal around 7 or 7:30 and we headed to Cafe Sky for dinner. I ordered Gallo Pinto ... or something like that. Turned out to be a mistake. It was just a huge bowl of rice and beans (very runny - "oh I like it runny") with a fried egg in it ... and lots of cilantro. I really dislike cilantro. But lesson learned! Cafe Sky has a really nice terrace, so that helped make up for the cilantro overdose.

So here they are, the eagerly awaited McDonald's photographs! It doesn't look like much from the outside, but it's pretty fantastic inside! Check it out!

So remember the pictures I posted of the giant coffin being carried around el parque central? Last night on the way home from the cafe, I ran into a parade of kids carrying a different coffin! But this time there was a marching band following behind. A huge crowd was following this parade ... and I found myself compelled to do the same! Mostly because this band rocked. I've uploaded a video, but I don't think the poor little microphone on my bloggie can do the band justice ...

I asked mi maestra what this was all about and she said that these kids attend a private school and this parade is in celebration of Saint John the Baptist. She said they only do this once a year, so I was fortunate to catch it!

In other news, I made my first trip to the farmacia! No, this was not my yearly accident (although, I'm almost due!). I went a little crazy on my toenails. Don't scoff! We've all been there.

You finally crack the corner of one of your big toe toenails and decide you can't put it off any longer. Once your in the thick of it, you start to realize how little you enjoy cutting your toenails - it's a bit awkward, and then your hands smell like feet for the rest of the day. And washing your hands doesn't clean off that stank! Even if it did, you'd still be a little paranoid that your hands smelled like gym socks - so the whole process is kind of a big damper on your day.

Here's where the mind goes next ... Why don't I just cut these really short?! That way I won't have to do this again for at least a few weeks! It smarts a bit when you cut them, but no pain - no gain, right? Sounds good until the next day the corners of your big toes are hurting and you realize you've gone too far!

Mine ended up getting a little infected. I theorize that this is because whatever it is in the water that you're not supposed to drink was getting into my raw toes when I showered. Science may have another explanation ... but you know science - always nay-saying my theories. Science is that friend who starts every other sentence with "Well actually ..." Nobody likes that guy.

Anyway, I whipped out the old Spanish-English dictionary and was able to communicate to the pharmacist what I needed cause get this - I couldn't find any over the counter antibiotic ointment! Crazy right? She ended up giving me a tube of something that is for prescription use only and cost $14 US dollars! Where's some good old triple anti-biotic ointment when I need it?!

The good news is my toes are better ...

Andrea OC - you'll be happy to know that my hosts have given me fresh sheets every week! I think I could get used to this ... you may be onto something!