I need Dr. Klozenbucher to put some dogs to sleep!!!

Last night was really interesting. I went with Julia to the championship of youth "Papifut" Papifut is Futbol but in an enclosed space with a fence around the court. I guess you could call it Arena Soccer. The kids that were playing were only 12 years old and you should of heard the fans. It was unbelieveable how hard the fans were riding the young kids, all I could think is how much I would be crying. There was easily 15 times as many people at this youth soccer match than compared to my basketball games.

I am getting pretty excited for the next couple of weeks. The staff is currently deciding where to send all of us for the next two years of our lives. I am kind of hoping for the eastern part of the country. I think I could spend two years of my life near the eastern coast which has a carribean vibe much different from the indigenous communitites here in the mountains.

All was going well until the other night. I was going to visit my frined Meghan and work on some spanish homework when a couple of dogs started barking at me. In case you didn’t know the streets of Guate a filled with “Chuchos” which are random street dogs who find it necessary to strategicly deficate in places where I am destined to step. Anyway three of them started barking like crazy so I did the volunteer defense mechanism and faked like I was going to kick them, suddenly before I knew it five more came from around the corner. So there I was on a dark street of Guate surrounded by 8 dogs. As they got closer and closer I picked up a giant rock and clobbered one in the head. They scattered breifly but then returned, luckily my Mom saw this and yelled at all of them for me. This was the first time I was scared and really wanted my 22 rifle to take care of business. Maybe I should just walk the streets with cheese burgers to create a diversion.

Take care,

Drewski