CP-2

I met with my partner Ahmed for the second time yesterday. We discussed how our weeks went, and he told me that he had just taken his GRE. He got a 980, when a score of 1000 was needed, and he was trying to see if they would let him through with his score, or he would have to retake it.

I remember telling him of when I was in Ecuador and my friends family gave me Ginny Pig, and didn't tell me until I was halfway through the meal. I looked up, and clearly saw that they expected me to spit the food out and act disgusted. Unfortunately for them, that doesn't bother me in the least, and just shrugged and finished my food. I tried to explain to Ahmed what a Ginny Pig was the best i could, "kinda like a hamster" and we could not find it in his translator.

I think I was extremely hungry, due to my not having eaten, and the conversation quickly focused to food. My stomach was growling, as Ahmed described some of the food they eat in Baghdad. Shaved lamb on flat pita like bread sometimes mixed with hummus, tomato and lettuce was a common food in Iraq. Actually that sounds really good right now...gotta cut this short I just remembered I have some Naan bread and hummus in the fridge.