En el autobús hoy, habían dos mujeres italianas quién hablaban mucho en voces altas. Me da mucha gracia. Spainards and Italians have a reputation for being the loudest in Europe, and touching and gesturing a lot. Today, I saw how the Italians are even louder than the Spainards. Sin vergüenza! These two women were clearly out of place but completely confortable being so. Incredible! Muy mona! An old Spanish man even covered one of the lady’s bus faire so she didn’t have to break a 20. Precioso. España les acogían bien esas mujeres.

Another day of passing the time sevillana style with the fam, sitting around the table after lunch chatting about aches and pains, fruit, beaches and traveling only to look up at the clock and realize hours have passed since we sat down to eat, better yet when we finished eating. Hay que ser flexible! I do have class in a bit and have some things to do beforehand, but I am happy to soak up the spanish and readjust my plans.

Ohh, and the heat today (and yesterday) is like an August day!