hostel

I moved out of my host house and was so triste to say goodbye! My host dad gave me a giant bear hug and told me I was welcome back any time about 400 different ways.
But then Willa whisked me away and now she, Kirsten, and I are sharing a hostel in palermo, which is just about the coolest ever. There's a parilla on the roof.
Yesterday we went to a delicious Indian curry place called Bangalore, which was amazing. Willa thought she didn't like Indian food, but now she wants to cook chicken korma for dinner tomorrow night; Kirsten had never had Indian food and now she's enamorada.
Today we went exploring San Telmo, which was way cool. We have had a day full of MORE AMAZING FOOD: alfajores, cafeconleche, cheap armenian shawarma, coffee butter on steaming hot bread, raviolis filled with proscuitto and others with butternut squash, pear creme brulee, and gancia. mMmMmm
Tomorrow I want to go out for lunch with my host sister and out to a boliche with chelsie's host brother, but they're not as active on facebook as I'd like them to be...