Last night we went out and played pool at a weird roadside billiard place. The tables were bigger than any pool table we have seen and the pockets were tinier than any we had seen. They curved in instead of curving out, so you had to hit the ball *perfectly* to get it in the pocket. It made for a long game. Like an hour for one game. Not to mention that B and I suck at pool...



This morning we got up and were taken to a live TV show where we gave an interview. It was strange because we didn't really get to talk because our interpreter did all the speaking for us. I think I may have said 3 words and B probably said 10. Totally surreal.



When we went out the other night with Daniel, we saw one of the students performing in the Plaza area of old Santa Cruz. His name is Verty and this is his "dinero" band. He tells us that he makes other, more experimental, music as well.