Hot Hot Heat

I have decided that I will come home if for no other reason than it is already ridiculously hot sometimes and it is the beginning of spring. I am pretty sure I would melt during summer here. I try to go running in the morning but it is incredibly hard to get out of bed and force myself into running shoes when laying in my bed is enough to make me sweat. And running, well I tend to arrive back home looking like I jumped in the ocean with all my clothes on. My mae thinks I am completely insane. I usually leave before she wakes up and come back as she is making breakfast. She waits to hear the key in the door and then yells "How sweaty is my American today?"

Today was Dia de Comerciante (there is really a day for everyone here.) It would have been nice to know this beforehand though because apparently EVERYONE shuts their stores (including the huge grocery stores) and goes to the beach. I literally could not find a store that was open at all today. There were little vendors with their stands selling candy but that was basically it. And unfortunately we had class because I think the rest of Salvador was at the beach. Store keepers are supposed to be the ones who get the day off but I think that the rest of the city decides that they can't function without the steady supply of cookies that they are used to and decide to close up shop and hit the beach as well.

I watched my mae make her coffee this morning. FOUR scoops of sugar to one scoop of instant coffee. Wow. I think it must be sweeter than the chocolate milk she gives me.