It's a good day when I've gone on my morning walk, conducted some business, read some of "The Winds of War" by Herman Wouk, and made it home in time to see the niños dancing like European women make love.
I mean, I can only imagine what a good day back home felt like, but success is different here.
Oh! And they just shouted through my door, "Amanda, Va por rio?"
Don't mind if I do!!!