Always a good day when I see monkey’s in the trees

Just another day in the mountains.

Enjoying the day too.

Once a month or maybe twice, we go into town to order food. In our pueblito, there are a handful of restaurants. A Mexican restaurant, a burger joint, and a few others primarily serve the local cuisine.

I have tried the Mexican place once, and it was not very tasty, in my opinion. The ones with local food are good, but my boyfriend’s mother’s cooking is better. We will go to the empanada on occasion, and those are always amazing, yet not for dinner.

So you guessed it, we go to a place called Burger Wing. Yep, it is hamburgers and wings, and they are spicy if you want. It is the only place in town with any kick to it. I always get the spicy wings or the “Mexicana” burger. It is my guilty pleasure once a month.

It comes with fries, and they’re used to be more, but lately, the portions are small. I always tell my boyfriend “inflation.” I laugh; he looks at me, kind of like again?

The people here are always smiling, asking if I need anything. Maybe because there are so few foreigners, but I always like the opportunity to speak with the locals.

Yesterday while I was walking with Eris, a man started talking to me. Except he was slurring his words, I could barely understand what he…