So my mom just told me she was able to translate my last post into english, que bueno! Now, I will blog more often in spanish when the mood strikes me. There is only one word that came to mind throughout my first shower here yesterday: torture. Two or three minutes of steaming-hot-you-can't-stand-in-the-stream-water, then ice cold. Good thing yesterday was not a hair wash day. Today was much better though~Gracias a Dios!! I was able to warm up in the shower for quizas 4 minutes and clean myself after my morning run. Still very exhausted from traveling and also overstimulated with all this spanish, everywhere. It is a lot to absorb, but I am lovin it! Oh, and Gretchen, frolicking down the streets of Sevilla yesterday, I had that beautiful, I-love-my-life-and-everything-about-it-moment...well, in reality it lasted a few hours.