i´ve been told to write more

So here it is, Generally i get up around 7:30 and and not really wanting to, i get off of my straw mattress and go see if i have water today. Then if i have water, it smells like rotten eggs. Now if I want to take a shower, which i generally don´t, I have two pitfalls I have to watch out for. Both of these deal with an electric shower head that heats the water. If I try and adjust my shower head and haven´t turned off the power then guess what, I´m electrocuted and that feels midly like an electric fence, but remember I am completely wet. The second thing i have to remember is to turn off the power to my electric shower head when I turn my single faucet off. Somehow the electricity travels through the pipes and to the faucet handle. So after i walk into the bathroom and decide yet again to not take a shower, then i dress, eat a banana, and walk to my office which is thankfully only 10 blocks. During my walk i encounter all sorts of obstacles. Ususally cows, chickens, and dogs and all the poop that they leave on the street. I used to think it weird a dog shit on the street but lots of ideas i had, have been shattered by coming here. Then I go to my office and try my best to follow what anybody is saying, and then throw in my own two bits that i have pre thought out before i actually say it. I have no problem down here speaking before i think about what i am about to say. Sometimes I go to meetings and other times I study spanish. Then comes 12 o´clock and it is time for my three hour siesta, I go and scrouge up whatever I have in the kitchen and eat and then go lay in bed and take a nap and read a book. Around two i wake up and do Yoga which i have recently started. It is actually alot of fun and I happen to have lots of time on my hand so laugh as you will but i like it. Then around three or 4 I have spanish class with Roxanna. Then we just sit around and talk about whatever and she corrects my spanish. Usually I drink a bottle of 1 dollar wine because i have found alchohol helps out my Spanish. Now don´t think I am an alchoholic, because my tolerance is so high that a bottle generally doesn´t get me drunk. Then i usually cook dinner and sometimes another Bolivian come over named Peter and we all hang out and chat. Then if I´m lucky Rachel calls me and i get to catch up with her. But rachel, valerie, and my mom are all real good at calling so it keeps me sane. Then at night i usually Play Soduku and then read until 10. Then take a big whiff of straw and go to sleep hopefully sleeping the whole night. But generally Roosters wake me up around 4:30. Then sometimes the routine starts again. But then again here in Bolivia nothing is routine, because the people won´t allow it.