Churros y Chocolate: Being a host daughter

Showing me a photo of this or that monument, saying I should visit this or that cathedral. Handing me a picture of a hotel in Rome where the owner had asked her to dinner. When the phone rang and interrupted our conversation I made my escape, ... Or, more accurately, Twilight, which is the only English language book I have with me, borrowed from a friend in the program. My host mom washes, irons, and folds all my clothes before placing them neatly on my bed. ...