Yesterday, I returned home for the first time in two weeks. I started a new contract and between "orientation" and the first week of working, I stayed.
As evening approached, my downstairs neighbors began grilling... the sweet smell of steak... ahhh
Now my next door neighbors are either friends or family to those below. I know my next door neighbors better than my downstairs. As I walked down to retrieve 2 weeks worth of mail, mostly junk by the way, I came back up, and was invited to share in their meal.
Carne asada, rice, beans, homemade tortillas, and salsa. It was delicious! We talked, shared, and I even learned a little more Spanish.
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