All Dressed Up and Nowhere to Go.

It's strange how things have a way of piling up on you without you noticing. And then suddenly, you realize that you are exhausted for seemingly no particular reason. Fortunately, Spaniards have a useful and frequent remedy for such things. It's called a fiesta, of which there are a ridiculous amount. Yet again, I have along weekend, four days with nothing planned to do as of yet. Normally, I don't get an opportunity to plan anything because I know enough people that multiple options are planned for me. Choosing between them is the difficult part. However, this weekend, many of my friends are busy, out of town, or even out of country. A group of American exchange students invited me to go with them to San Pablo this weekend. As much fun as that would be, I really don't need to spend so much time with English speakers. It's bad for my health. :) Maybe I'll take a day or two off by myself and take a train to the coast or something. I need to get some shots of the sea anyway. We'll see.

P.S. I'm blogging from a strange computer, so no photos today. Sorry.

P.P.S. I put a hit counter at the bottom of my blog for a reason. It helps me monitor the degree of laziness of my reading audience. I know that my mother is not checking my blog 45 times a day, so that means that there are a lot of you out there who need to step up and give a little feed back. In plainer English: Leave some comments! :)