Chocolate Rice

I can't beleive that i forgot about this awesome experience. Anyways, the Wednesday night before Toledo we had just gotten our phone and Andrew decided he wanted to go running Thursday morning. The phone was out of battery and Andrew wanted to use it as an alarm clock so he set the alarm and put it out in the hall to charge. You should know that in the hall, our room is across our "parents" room at the end of the hall. There is a plug there and there isn't an extra plug in our room so he put the phone out there to charge. We had a lot of homework to do so he was studyinig/reading till late into the night. I went to bed long before he did and at 6:30 I awoke to the loud circus style music of the phone alarm. I sat up and looked around but had zero desire to get out of bed because I was able to sleep in till 10:30 so I wasn't about to wake up at 6:30. I did however, look around and search for it as Andrew stirred. Andrew isn't the most conscious morning person and through his head was passing the question of why there was a circus outside our window. When I realized that he wasn't about to budge I finally got out of bed to get the phone that I had deduced that he had left in the hall. Just as I walked through the door there was my Madre walking through her door in a long tee shirt but sadly no pants. Luckily the shirt was long but still awkward. Anyways, I threw the phone to Andrew's feet and woke him up. He went running and when he came back Eva was very angry with him. When he got out of the shower he thought he heard them arguing in the kitchen in the main floor. Because there was a chance they were arguing about him he decided to pop his head out our door to evesdrop and as his head was sticking out the crack of the door, she opened her door(she wasn't down stairs) and Andrew, feeling very sheepish, ducked back into the room. We were a little weary during the day but didn't think too much of it. When we returned that night however, we walked in to see Guillermo with an evil grin across his face. We first went up to our room in bewilderment as to the face of Guillermo but couldn't figure it out. As we walked down to the kitchen to eat, there were two plates on the counter of what looked like rice slightly bathed in chocolate. We had soup first and it was good but when the time for rice came around, it wasn't chocolate. It was probobly the worst thing I have ever eaten in my life. Altough, 2 years in Brazil came with an immunity to crappy tasting food so I was able to eat it somewhat quickly. Andrew did not have that however. He was dying and gagging and seriously suffering. It was very funny. He gave half to the dog. He was in the middle of gagging when our Madre came in and he feigned a laugh at the TV. Eventually, he decided to put the rest into a napkin and thow it away. It was a very very funny experience. We have now learned to fear the wrath of our Padres and to avoid upsetting them at all cost.