Update

Don Juan is officially in love with me. He sleeps next to me every night, under the cover with his head on my chest… I never slept together with a dog before, never even liked dogs, besides Jay, but he has his own bed, and then some other dogs that I've "liked" from distance, ask my sister how I pat dogs…one hand on their body to keep them one meter away from me.. the other hand fast patting the body "såja såja".. so this with Don Juan is all very new for me.

More about Don Juan; he is very clean, they bath him at home (or the maid do) every other day, once a week he goes to the pet store to get a bath. He has a personal trainer, or teacher that comes to their house once a week, for him to learn behavior and manners. Life for Don Juan is very easy, I would say he is a real Don.

For me I wake up early in the morning, like 9-9,30, even if we went to bed at five. I can't sleep. Domi sleeps until at least 1 o'clock. When the maid see me awake, she makes me breakfast, usually toast with jam and cream cheese, coffee and papaya with honey, so good :D The maid is here everyday, cleaning, cooking and doing the laundry.

Yesterday me and Domi were chilling and watching Tv.. not doing a s***.. the maid, Maria is here name (of course) comes into the room with our lunch (they have a special hanging out room for watching Tv.) We eat rise with fagioli and meat ( My favorite!) Domi says we want to drink coke… Maria goes to the kitchen to get us coke. Umbrigada Maria, Umbrigada Maria (Thanks Maria, Thanks Maria) is what I hear all the time.. she does everything for Domi, and even for me since I am the guest. Here u don't lift a finger.

Im going into Domi's room… Maria already cleaned the room and washed the floor. She even organized my belongings and make up in the bathroom. It feels like a hotel. I grab my computer and get back to the Tv room.. I take the plates to put my computer on the table and Domi goes "what are u doing?! leave the plates" she calls for Maria and Maria take the plates to the kitchen. Life here is so different.

To be honest I did not see that much poverty here. Everywhere we go is by car, every house have a garage, the house is surrounded with gates. They have a doorman who works 24/7 to watch the house and open the gates. When we going to the clubs or restaurant we stop the car outside and somebody comes to park the car for us. When we're going home we pay them and they arrives with the car. Easy, time-saving.

They shopping malls here are big and fancy, they streets have palm threes in the middle to devide the lanes, just like how I imagine Miami to be like. But its not like I can go out by myself in the city, then it would be very dangerous for me, Domi explains "You would come home naked"...