Fashionably Late

This is the two of us on the train. We had had two bottles of wine, and that combined with the motion of the train and the thrill of a new adventure made a perfect recipe for laughter. Here we're cracking up because I tried to tell him that I had a dangerous chin (do you see how pointy that thing is?) and I accidently said a semi-close word in French, which instead came out as, "Look out for my dangerous sheep!"

This is just one of the seven or fifteen gorgeous views we had from one of our hotel rooms. This particular view is in the mountaineous town of Jaen, where people have very-hard-to-understand accents and apparently no qualms about driving along curvy mountain roads at night. They go fast, man. And you can't see jack. Very frightening. Here is another amazing hotel view. Do you see how small the streets are in one of Spain's most charming cities, Arcos de la Frontera?

Here is the boy in the bathtub. If he ever checked my site, he would probably kill me for putting it up here, but lucky for me, that's not a problem. I just think this is the cutest picture ever.

This is probably one of four pictures ever taken of me that I actually like. Besides the fact that I'm very blue, and that my hair is doing that groovy styling thing hair does when you've been swimming in the ocean, I can see how happy I was sitting there, playing cards in that restaurant in Alicante, and that makes me like the pic.

Ronda was one of our favorite cities on the trip. This is a huge gorge, taken from the bridge going across it. Our hotel was just overlooking the gorge, which was pretty awesome. The Boy and I are standing on the other side of the gorge in this picture. We had some really funny German guy take it for us, because my family members keep saying they need a picture of the two of us. I wish this one wasn't so dark, because I otherwise really like it.

Maybe I should just give them this picture instead?

Honestly, though. Of all the pics, that last one's my fave.