Buena Onda

Yesterday there was a group of kids from the hostel just sitting around a table talking about everyone's country. I sat down and felt like a star. Everyone was really interested in what I had to say about the way of life in The United States. After everyone had said a little bit everyone was just being silly and talking and funny thing they had found in other places. We were all laughing and having a good time. One person said something to the effect of: "We have two people from Brazil, one from the Dominican Republic, four from Uruguay, a bunch from Argentina, and one American." Then one of the hostel workers said (talking about me): "El es el premiero Americano que yo encuernti que es buena onda." Translation: "He is the first American that I have met that is a cool guy." The moment that the words came out of his mouth I didn't have to think to translate them and my heart sank. I felt proud that I had represented the States well but I really felt bad that he really had never met an American that he could joke and have a good time with.