rockstar, becitos, pictures, mcChickens.

Jenna is a rockstar.  Seriously.  Last night a couple of us took a break from homestays to attend our first concert in Ecuador.  Jenna sang back up for a bilingual Christian artist from Texas at the English church near our apartment.  Personally, I would've enjoyed a solo concert by my blonde Canadian beauty, but it was still fun.  Jenna asked me to take pictures at the concert for the artist as well, so I charged my battery, emptied my memory cards, and spent the evening in the best of both worlds:  roaming the venue snapping pictures like a boss AND taking breaks to dance, laugh, and praise Him with my friends.

In case you didn't know, I also became an official greeter at the concert last night.  Kimmie, Zach, and I were chillin by the door waiting for people to get there [because it's Ecuador and everyone's late to everything] and out of nowhere a bus dropped off like 40 or 50 people.  The first woman that came in knew Kim and Zach, so out of kindness she greeted me as well.  Then the 49 people behind her followed suit.  After about 10 people gave me a becito (the side cheek kiss they use to greet people), I looked at Kim and started DYING LAUGHING.  They thought we were "the greeters."  THEY THOUGHT WRONG.  We were trapped.  It felt like those terrifying extended family parties I had to attend as a child, when upon arrival I had no choice but to hug and kiss every single distant relative in the house...most of whom were complete strangers to me.  I've never in my life given so many becitos, but we champed it out.

 [alyssa, christy, jenna, me, & kim] 

[laughed my brains out with these two]

AND could my night have ended more perfectly?  After the concert, a bunch of us went to Plaza and had McDonalds.  McChicken?! I think yes.  We hung out there for over two hours of laughter and bliss.  Love my McChickens.  Love my friends.