It's 11-11-11. Freaky.
My ankle's feeling better. On an unrelated side note, I am embarrassingly bad at history. Did I spell embarassingly right? How about that time?
I went to a theatre workshop that I really enjoyed, but I can't do it because I just haven't reached the level in my Spanish to 1. do improvisation confidently and 2. perform a Spanish work of theatre playing any sort of character other than an American expatriate. Or maybe a mute. It's sad because I really want to do activities in Spanish here.. but I also really wanted to explore film/theatre stuff that is just difficult to do, technically, in another language. I'll take baby steps I guess.
I have a bunch of photos (most taken by Gregoire on his much nicer camera) so I'm going to put them up now. These are of the trip we took up north to Montejo de la Sierra:
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