Wednesday, June 18, 2014
Almost the best day ever
I woke up feeling rested. The sun was shining. I was fluent in Spanish. Why not guarani as well? It was my new neighbor Señora's birthday and everything was all happy. Happy joy happy. Why not just add in that I completely moved out of my host family's house and into my cute little casita. The señor came to install my shower with hot water mind you. Hello Paradise! The United States played in the World Cup and I little by little am convincing all of Paraguay to root for the US by chanting USA! USA! everywhere I go. And then they won! And like literally never had so much American pride in my life. I don't think I even knew the World Cup was playing last time. And now I'm just obsessed. So long story short, best day of my life in Paraguay. The game had just ended and we were about to eat dinner which was bound to be something rico because it was the Señora's birthday and probably cake would be involved. And then things took a sharp turn for the worse. A, I kid you not, cow head was placed on the table. Taken out of the tatakua, brick oven type thing, appearing burnt to the crisp. Full with eyes, teeth, tongue, the works. I'm no vegetarian but in the moment I wanted to be. Have you ever thought about how massive a cow's head is? Enormous. And people just went at it with knives like scavengers not waiting even a second because apparently it's much more delicious hot. Of course I didn't have my camera. Mala suerte. They gave me a giant piece to "try" and it was as disgusting as I thought. Slimy and definitely not satisfying. And they kept asking me if I liked it as I choked a few pieces down and I didn't have the heart to tell them this delicacy was nasty to me. Meanwhile weirdly the lion sleeps tonight was on repeat on the kids radio just to add a different dynamic. Strange. And then they asked if I wanted to try the tongue and it was terrible. Just terrible. And it all happened so fast. I kid you not between the time it was taken out of the oven to the time everyone left the premises was less than 15 minutes. And left with only a skeleton. And nausea. And an almost perfect day if the cow hadn't slept that night. So close to perfect. So very close.
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Was it even worse than the ox balls we had in Africa??
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