Lazy Saturday afternoon

Today is beautiful. It is the third in a series of gorgeous days that has me almost convinced that spring has come and summer is not far behind.

All the green is popping out everywhere. Each new day I discover a plant blossoming with new leaves that was completely brown the day before. The birds are out in full force, there is a light warm breeze and I feel like I am in a Disney movie :) In a good way, not in a poisoned apple, cut out her heart way.

I am off again to Retiro to hunker down with El Hobbit. So far this spring break has been so wonderful; relaxing and reading and not having anything to really stress me out.

Carmen did give me a hard time this morning because she says I don´t go out enough (hear that mom and dad?). She said that I need to go out more at night and experience all I can of the Spanish nightlife. I think she´s just used to Vanessa never being home and therefore sees me as a homebody by comparison because I am not out of the house from sunrise until midnight every day.

Remember when I wrote that the Spaniards party hard and I can´t even begin to keep up? Well, even my 57 year-old host mom thinks I´m a pansy when it comes to partying.

Oh, well... you can´t please everyone. And I am having a great time not going out every night. Plus, when you go out you usually see more or less the same things/places/people. I would much rather go out during the daytime than go out partying every night.

More BORING than a 57 year-old you say?

More RELAXED than a 57 year-old I say.

I think the city thing has a big part in this, too. Carmen grew up/lives now in a HUGE city that goes goes goes all the time. I grew up in Tahoe City that does not go go go all the time. I have no problem with spending a lazy afternoon in the sunshine of the park reading. This sort of thing would kill her. She works all the time and when she gets home she runs around the house doing absolutely everything she can find to do.

I have to go though, because the day is too nice to sit inside anymore and the guy next to me listening to his iPod stinks to high heaven. I am NOT looking forward to riding the Metro when it gets really hot here. Yuck...