When you take a chance! No, nothing truly exciting happened. But I did resist the usual temptation to sit and chill.
This New Year's Eve I was invited to my bestfriend's boyfriend's cousin's momma's house! His name is Ray and his family is a mixture of Puerto Rican and Panamanian and they made me feel very welcomed from the outset. I was already a bit infamous as "the one that spoke spanish". I met one of Ray's aunts two months ago and she didn't speak any english, so I blew the dust off the spanish portion of my brain and had a convo. It must have made an impact cause she told the rest of the family, so I kept getting the "le estaba hablando con mi hermana." So, there was much nodding of the head to confirm that I was indeed "the one".
So, in true spanish fashion I was immediately sat down and fed. It was sooo good. There was this grilled pork that tastes like turkey, some mixed rice, shrimp and salad. I had shots of fire water, which is basically 1/10 sprite and 9/10 Grey Goose; and 6 Coronas. Well after ingesting most of my liquid courage I was invited to dance. I tried to politely declined, but it's part of the family initiation. So, I pulled out everything I learned growing up in Miami. I must say that I didn't do too bad. I learned a few new things though, including the Bachata which was difficult, yet fun.
So, we counted down the New Year in great fashion and I got many, many hugs, and kisses on the cheek. I guess it was too soon to lay a proper one on me! I was however invited back again, so it seems to have gone over well.