I have a wee blister on the top of my pinky toe from my new flamenco shoes. It doesn’t hurt but I have placed a small band aid upon it.
Rachel and Adam found a craft beer place called Gorila not far from the apartment. It is where Adam send me to find free WiFi and to try the freshest beer ever. It tastes like beer to me, but not the grossest beer, which the beer drinkers have taken as a bit of a compliment. I am here again now but have chosen to have fino this time (sherry). I like it better than beer. Also, there are jasmine trees in front of me: