Siestas give you 2 chances to have a good day.. but if thats true, i usually have 2 good days

Siestas are my new favorite thing. It's going to be a very rough adjustment, not having a daily nap when I'm back in America. For three reasons. 1) I'll obv get tired. 2) In Spain, everyone siestas... so you don't miss anything! Mike Carucci always says that I can't stand not being a part of everything fun. Ugh. He's so right. 3) Most importantly, siestas give you 2 chances to have a good day. Everytime I wake up from siesta I think I slept through class (mainly because I REFUSE to accustom myself to military time. It's stupid.)... but when the panic fades I get to start a new day fresh.

This morning i woke up and i think... i think i know spanish. And then i had a great morning and had a siesta and then woke up and couldn't understand shit. My abuelito told me a phrase that is similar to "take it one day at a time...".. but something to do with the pyramids..i think. i had just woken up from siesta.. lets be real. I had know idea what the hell he was saying. But i said Si, vale. "yes, ok" like i always do. And then he gave me wine. and all was good.

When my tire wears off, before-dinner-time ends up being my favorite time of the day. Today was Semana Santa... a celebration of Catholicism in spain. I used to be catholic but no longer believe in most of what such holidays stand for. But for some reason, when I went with Alejandra to watch her boyfriend Jose in the parade... it made me feel really nostalgic. There's something about tradition. No matter how contemporary, badass and liberal I claim to be... most religious traditions make me feel at home. And I was very happy to be a part of this catholic holiday. So when Jose asked me if I enjoyed Semana Santa even though he knows i'm not religious I said, "Si. Me gusta mucho." And I really meant it. It was the second good day I had that day.

Missed you today, Mom.

Hasta luego.