Friday, November 2, 2012


Like a stubborn American, I insisted on making a costume this year that wasn't scary (any self-respecting Spaniard dresses up like a scary zombie, witch or vampire).

However, I managed to get my first taste of a Spanish-style night, surviving through the wee hours of the night at a Spanish house party.

Look at the sun! Time to go...

Waiting until the sun was high in the sky the next morning to leave the party felt very un-American, but walking back through the morning streets in a blue dinosaur costume certainly did.