Ok, so we all have those days, right? Where things just don't goes as we'd prefer. But aren't some days simply out of control. Let's look at the run down of WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 26, 2007. I came home from an interesting time with the "doctor", while Sarah had just walked in the door to relax. The plan was simple: Get groceries and come home. Sarah had just broken up a fight and left work unsure that the matter was settled. I, I had just been to visit the doctor while his daughter was in and out of the room, even jumping on the bed. As we lounged for a moment of relaxation, an urge took me to my upstairs bathroom. To my delight, I was greeted by a beautiful stream flowing from the hall to the bathroom. Yes, right through the office were many wires and pieces of lovely computer items make their home. The stream was beginning to get bigger. I had to yell for help. With handy roommate Sarah to the rescue, we managed to turn off the source of the water flow, with the valve below the toilet. Since we were already worn out from our rough days and now conquering a flood, we covered the stream with the clothe articles at hand and headed back downstairs to peace. To our delight, there was now a light hint of smoke in the air. Yes, after fighting a flood in the upstairs, we rush downstairs to begin our newly found battle of fire prevention. It went a little something like this... OH...here we go...bet this was it! Rachel...I feel something!  
Great Sarah, well done! Thanks for the entertainment!  Hummm...where did that come from? And where does this go?!?!?!?!  
So as you can see...fighting fires isn't always that easy! And yet still...Groceries to BUY!!!! So off we go in the little cucharachita (aka..VW bud, Sarah's bebe, or most tenderly--Bayron's girlfriend). To our dismay, we can't park until the man in front of us parks. OH WAIT...backing, backing, no horn!..."You hit my car!" screams roommate Sarah (in ENGLISH mind you!) A little bump. I am sure she has been through worse traveling all the way from Guatemala. We get around the crazed backer-upper to find a safe parking spot far away from that man! As we walk into the Supermarcado, Sarah intelligently asks for a cart, as the security man unintelligently rolls it to Sarah by going directly over her toes! Minor flesh wound for roommate Sarah who continues to triumph! By this point our nerves are shot and we are not sure how much we can handle! Will the insanity continue? Will we make it home alive? I can't recall any unusual occurrences while shopping until the check out! Yes, roomate Sarah once again gets maimed, this time by a woman who gracefully smashes into roommate Sarah's hand conveniently lodging it between the two carts. As I go to pick up the bill, the cashier was having a hard time working her equipment. Multiple times we saw items pop up for large amounts of money, that were not something we had purchased. But with patience, we waited. Once handed the receipt we realized that we suffered a loss of a minimal 10 lempiras!!! (18.9 lemps to each $1 would be the exchange rate!) WHICH REMINDS me that early that day, when leaving the "doctors" office, jumping in a car with 2 strange men (trusting they would get me where I needed to go), and having to take 2 buses to get back home--I was ripped off 1 lemp, by one of the bus drivers!!!!! errrrr!!!!! Ok, well with maimed car, foot, hand, and wallet we head home with no intentions of getting lost....OOOOPPPSS..that's right--we GOT LOST! However a mere detour to complete our evening. Sarah..did I get it all? And does anybody know if there was a full moon..... | 
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