A couple months ago when I saw the advertised itinerary for this trip I read the word homestay and I wasn´t quite sure what to expect. Even yesterday before our families arrived I didnt know that to expect, but as soon as my host sister came I knew that regardless of what my room looked like or how far away I was from ohio that I was going to be taken care of. We walked down the road and I used the little spanish I have to communicate how old I was and what my family at home was like. She told me all about her family and helped me to understand the words she used that left me puzzled. Even though I was completely new to their family they embraced me at the door and celebrated my arrival. Throughout the next 24 hours I made many mistakes like walking into the chicken pen instead of the bathroom but I also had many mini successes such as correctly asking where the bathroom actually was, learning a new card game with my sister, and communicating with my host mom when i would be home for lunch and dinner. I am learning with every step that I take in Tiquipaya and could not be happier living with my new family. While I miss my own family I am so grateful for the love and support I am currently receiving from both my bolivian family through dinner conversations and my family in cincy through emails and payphone calls. Cant wait to learn more and continue to celebrate both my spanish failures and success.