Paraguay Day #6: The Last Supper
Mid-afternoon update: My Uncle Ermo is drunk as a skunk and telling jokes. I don’t have the slightest clue what he’s saying, but everyone’s laughing so hard that I have to laugh, too.
I think there were like 30+ people here for lunch today, in celebration of The Last Supper.
My mom is so tired and excited, she doesn’t know which end’s up. When I woke up from siesta today, she was sleeping with her glasses on, her legs propped up on her suitcase and she was speaking Spanish in her sleep.
