Quick update...

I went to Tarragona this weekend, which is about an hour train ride south of Barcelona. It was BEAUTIFUL!! It is known for its Roman aquaducts and amphitheater (wow... it was really hard to spell those words in English...). I have pictures, but it will take me a few days to get them posted on here since I have to do it through someone´s laptop rather than the lab ones. Anywho, we left about 9:30 Saturday morning and spent a good part of the day there, just walking around and taking pictures. It was pretty fun. Then we came back. Yep, that was about it.

Meanwhile, there isn´t really anything else going on except that it is starting to get pretty chilly here in Barca. Changing of temperatures apparently means that everyone has to get sick. This means that we have all recently begun to cough, a lot. And, since you can´t just go and easily buy some cold medicine here, it is a pain to get "pastillas" (pills), which is all our host parents can tell us to do. Every time they hear a cough, "Do you have pills?" So, I am afraid that my supply of Dayquil and Nyquil that I brought with me are soon to be depleted and I, too, will be forced to buy pastillas from the farmacia.

On a really random note, I talked to my mom this weekend, and I have decided that I shouldn´t be allowed to leave the country ever again. My mom told me that Mr. Kirk, the janitor of my preschool/kind. died last week. He was one of the nicest men I ever met in my entire life. Years after I left the school, I would go back and visit, and he still remembered my name and everything he knew about me. I was even fortunate enough once to win the raffle of our spring festival, so I got to go out to ice cream and a bookstore with Mr. Kirk. I have only ever been to Ben & Jerry´s that one time, and I still have the book that he bought me. It was called Hailstones and Halibut Bones and was a book of poetry that I must have read about 3 million times. I know that he was ready to go considering he signed a do-not-rescusitate form, but it is still sad to know that such a nice man is gone now. I think I´ll dig that book up when I get home in May...