Some of the things that the Spanish people do make me shake me head in disbelief. It's really amazing how different the culture is here. One of the first things I noticed upon moving here is the dog poop. People don't pick it up. If the dog poops on the sidewalk it'll stay there until it disintegrates. Every time I walk anywhere I can see all different types of dog poops. There are fresh ones, dried ones, already stepped on ones, and everything in between. Yes, I've stepped in one already. You really gotta walk with your head down here in Spain.

While I'm dodging dog droppings in Don Benito, the Spaniards are zooming by me on foot like they're giving away free clothes at Zara. I know I have a West Coast stroll, but literally everyone under 65 here walks faster than me. It's discouraging, but walking fast is uncomfortable and I'd rather just be two minutes late anyway.

I think I have finally gotten with the Spanish program. That is, I've figured out when people do things. Monday through Thursday are pretty much the same. Coffee and a light breakfast (by the way, toast with olive oil, pureed tomato, and salt is fantastic!) before noon. I usually just grab a coffee and toast at my school during the 30 minute "recreo" or coffee break. Then everyone goes home around two, two-thirty for lunch at home. After lunch is siesta. Finally a country which agrees with my ten hour daily sleeping requirement! I take a siesta pretty much every day that I can. Sometimes I even take two, because the only thing better than a nap is two naps! Then after siesta people usually go back to work. I don't go back to the school for obvious reasons, but I do give private lessons in the afternoon that pretty much cover my per diem. There's not really any kind of nightlife Monday through Thursday, so I almost never go out.

Friday's are pretty much the same except people seem to go to the local bar around the corner for tapas and a drink in the evenings more often than the other weekdays. I don't work Fridays, so I use the day to catch up on laundry, sleep and anything else I need to take care of.

Saturday is the day everyone goes out to the bars and clubs until nearly dawn. And by everyone, I mean everyone. You can see people well into their 60's out at some of the clubs after 3 a.m.

Sunday is a very relaxing day to stay home, sleep in, and take care of domestic chores. Not to mention there is a lot of soccer on tv. Also a lot of people go out for dinner on Sunday night.

Hasta luego!