Day 24, Week 4

OH MY GOODNESS today I had one of the craziest experiences in Guadalajara thus far.

First off, school went well because it was basically like a Thursday for me since tomorrow is our last day of the week. After school I came home and had lunch and then hustled to the gym. I was so exhausted!

After the gym I came home and talked to Brian for a little bit and then met my friends at a salon that is close by to get pedicures. I can definitely tell you that I'm very spoiled with Diva Nails back home! It just isn't the same. I think next time I'll just do it myself-haha. We took a bus to the center of the town where many crew members are getting the town ready for the independence festivities. It's going to be crazy down there this weekend! We had dinner at nice restaurant and learned that "papas fritas" which normally is french fries, was literally fried potatoes a.k.a. potato chips! At least now I know!

We walked to a not-so-nice-at-night part of town where I encountered said "crazy" experience. I went to my first Lucha Libre. Lucha Libre is something like WWE wrestling in which the fighters wear very colorful outfits and masks and the audience yells very vulgar things. It was super busy in the arena and everyone was so full of energy. An usher escorted us to our seats, walking about 10 feet from the ring, when all of a sudden the fighters fell out of the ring and right onto my feet!!! I fell into some woman sitting in the front row and at this point I was SO EMBARRASSED, had sweat from the "luchador" on my leg, and everyone was chanting something in Spanish at me! OH MY GOD I was shaking and thinking, this could only happen to me-haha. I quickly ran away from the fighter and back to where half of my friends were still waiting to cross when no one was in the way. I think I probably made it onto the big screen in the whole arena, and everyone had recognized me. Oh well. It was a very interesting thing to watch, and PROBABLY won't go again unless you're interested Mom? haha. It was very fake and synchronized but even the littlest of kids were there screaming, giving the fighters the bird, and shaking their hands at the end. Holy cow...what an experience.

The pictures are of some of the fighters I saw, but cameras weren't allowed so they aren't pictures I actually took.

Hopefully I can sleep tonight!

-Whitney