It's cool, Hemingway is my DD

The culture shock that some people face is not something new for me. I've heard people complain about how much they miss some American food or how they miss people who speak english, but the things I've seen and heard on this trip so far still astound me. For an hour and a half I was on a bus listening to a group of Americans behind me talk about how badly they wanted Burger King over the hand made lunches that we were given to us by the school. Another girl went on about how she missed "bud light" and that none of the European brews could compete. I simply put my head down and tried not to listen, but any hope of that was lost when a cheerleader sat next to me. Dear lord, can cheerleaders talk. As I was trying to listen to our guided tour this girl would not stop talking to me, I'm not sure when she found time to breath. I'm sure her and Vishal would be great friends. But I can't help find it interesting how some students are so set in their own culture. If you don't like it here that much then why did you come? Did you not realize the predominate language here is SPANISH? It also doesn't help that some people here simply refuse to learn Spanish or even attempt it. It's just a sad state of affairs, but that's why I hang out with a Frenchman, Brazillians, my room mate raised in Turkey, and anyone else I can find. Lesson of the story, don't sit next to cheerleaders.