Day: 349
Since Spanish classes (in which Felicia kicks my ass) take most our days and its too dangerous to leave the hostal at night it leaves us a short afternoon to wander town. Today we stumbled across the Theater Bolivar, which was ravaged by fire in 1999, and is now in the slow process of restoration, we met the very dedicated manager who spent the better part of an hour taking us through the assorted rooms and regaling us of the theaters history (for which, Felicia forced me to donate $5).
Other than that it was quite a mellow day, just eating and learning, primarily names of food and different phrases that will get me food.
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dónde está la zapatería
Love the hillside in the street shot.