Da Bears

Class today went well. Got a lot of comments on my Chicago accent, how I miss my mahhhhm, how I played sahhhccer instead of football, and how I scratch my baaaack. Our teacher was talking about how our students will sound like us after we are through teaching so I can’t wait to have a room full of small Asian children sounding like Bill Swarksy and the Superfans. Maybe I’ll put a picture of Ditka in the classroom. (The name of the hurricane is Hurricane Ditka…)

After class was over, we walked downtown trying to find the central market, which ended up being closed for the night. But we did find a small fruit and vegetable market which was pretty cool. Also stopped at a street cart for some sort of meat on a stick, which while unidentifiable, was delicious. They also keep telling us we are supposed to haggle if we buy stuff like that, but first of all, I am so ingrained to just pay whatever that I usually forget, second, we can barely communicate as it is, so it’s almost easier to just pay what they ask, and third, I know I am white and you are charging me what you think is an incredible rate, small Cambodian lady, but it comes out to like $.38, so I kinda feel like an idiot trying to bargain you down to a quarter.

We stopped at a resTAUrant for dinner on the way home and I had my first meal here that did not consist of a combination of rice-vegetables-meat. I had a cheeseburger and a strawberry milkshake, and while it was a homeless man’s version of the Red Robin I had before I left, it was nice to have beef. And cheese. And ketchup. A I guess some sort of milk product too. (Ah the things we take for granted.) Off to class, have a great day everyone!

TPWWLT: Flight of the Conchords (‘You’re so beautiful, you could be a part time model…but you’d probably still have to keep your normal job.’)

PS. Kept my eyes open for some sort of turkey for Thursday, it’s not looking good.