Quinto Sueño

The fifth dream. This is a phrase in Paraguay (and perhaps in other South American countries too...) that refers to the deep sleep that results from being completely exhausted. It is basically how I feel every night. On Thursday I went to a bar/venue called la viola to hear some music. The band was supposed to start at 10pm, so of course the opening band played around 12:30. By that time I was so tired that I fell asleep sitting in my chair, in the middle of a crowded smokey club with loud music the whole time (basically an angsty Paraguayan man screaming into a microphone). I think I need to get into this whole siesta thing as soon as possible.

In other news, I did have my first offical kidnapping attempt. Sort of.... A man tried to get me into his car while I was walking from my school to the bus stop. At three in the afternoon. I think I was most surprised by the fact that he was driving a Mercedes. Anywho, it was a bit frightening, but everything is fine. I talked to my friend Marlene about it, and she said that just happens sometimes when women are walking alone, probably a little more often if you are white. (Also, if you happen to talk to my parents, your parents, or anyone else who tends to worry a lot, please don´t tell them this story.)