¿sí?

I have yet to meet a single person who can speak English. This is both great, and a little intimidating at the same time. With school starting tomorrow, this weekend has been spent relaxing, getting accustomed to the altitude (9000+ ft), and meeting my WHOLE extended family. Communicating has been coming easier than I had expected, but I was still hoping that maybe one member of the family spoke some English, just to make sure I still know how to speak my own language. Even our dog, Lorenzo, doesn't understand me in English. While you may be saying, "of course not, no dog can communicate in English," it's still weird to get used to the fact that he doesn't know what "good dog" or "come here, Lorenzo" or "hey buddy, did you miss me?" means. 
The good side of not understanding every word spoken to me is that I always say "sí," which has brought me on some interesting adventures so far. Among other places, my mom ad brother took me to and OLD neighborhood called Guápulo, home to an ancient Catholic church built in the 17th Century (pictured above) The only way to get to it was to take a steep, winding, cobblestone road, the kind of road you could only imagine in ridiculously unbelievable car chase seen from a movie. The kind of road you could only imagine would exist in South America.