Pretty sure that with Luca gone I may be the last standing blogger.  Though we are trying to convince MJs friends to join our story.  We spent Sunday afternoon at Centro Cultural la Azotea. A coffee bean Plantation turned into a family fun park including putt putt golf and a beer garden with live music.  I was so confused why they were playing American music. MJ compared it to us going to a Mexican restaurant in the states.  While it was very gringoesk (and not quite what MJ envisioned) it was a lot of fun and a beautiful day to be outside.  We headed back to town and decided to make our way through the fair that was happening in town.  Maggie and MJ braved (rather stupidly) the farris wheel. I hope Maggie will blog and tell you more about that.  Monday was back to school time.  Maggie willingly came along to salsa lessons (and did so good with some really hard moves). Then Andrea and Matthew’s family came over for dinner and fireworks to end the biggest celebration of the year in Antigua.  The actual fireworks didn’t take place till well past our bedtimes but from the sounds of them they were pretty amazing. I also finally discovered the creature that’s been making noises in my room at night.  While at first glance it appeared to be a bat, luckily it was just a giant moth. My brother came to my rescue and with the help of a laundry basket and a broom we were able to trap it…..though either it returned or it got away in the last moments because it has one again been fluttering around my room once it goes pitch black at night.  So I resolved to putting my ear plugs in and letting it flutter, at least for now.  Yesterday I spent the afternoon at private salsa lessons with one of my old inductors from 4 years ago.  This made for a much better experience than the group lessons with just basic steps. After lessons I sat in the park to do some homework and enjoy the sights of the city.  Out of no where there were sirens and announcements about moving if you don’t want to get wet.  I looked up and saw the fire department and assumed there was a fire inside the bar. As I got closer I quickly realized whatever was happening was not an emergency and seemed to be in fun.  I later learned that there was a fire fighter being promoted to captain and he was being hosed down in front of the crowd as his initiation.  Very amusing for all those watching.  It started to rain so I headed to Cafe Sky a restaurant at the top of one of the hostels.  This is where Michael, Kianna and I spend all of our breaks because it was right next to our old language school.  So I did my tarea (homework) with a view of Volcan Fuego and a licuado de sandia (watermelon smoothie). MJ and Maggie joined me for dinner there and Maggie practiced her verbs.  We compared our classes and how we are learning but in a very  different way.  It was a pretty great way to end the night.