This past week has been brimming with sun, and I have been eating it up like chocolate. I have been positively glued to my Chacos, froyo, shorts, and the park. The Spanish do this odd thing where instead of dressing for the weather, they dress for the season. So even though it was sunny and 70 degrees outside, coats and scarves were everywhere, and my attire was met with choruses of “fresquitaaaaa!” (“chilly,” more or less). Because I care. Anyway, last week, I
- Scandalized the teachers at my school by wearing Chacos in March. The temperature of my toes was of grave concern to everyone.
- Cheered Escarabote on to second place at the Annual Boiro Primary School Smackdown (a.k.a. student foot race on the beach)
- Witnessed a riot
- Learned how to make gluten-free orejas (a typical Carnaval food) with a teacher from my school
- Guided a couple of visiting auxiliar friends around Santiago
Molly On the Move 