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Marisa is mopping up *un monton de agua* whilst talking to herself. Her father and a number of other locals were standing near the door to the building and since she is technically not supposed to be in my room with me - or rather, her father may *flip* (her opinion - not proven to me). My room in fresneda is as such:
Note: I don't have the patience to get bluetooth working on galictis-vittata, so the photo will be added later.
My semi-crisis from earlier has passed to an extent. I do not feel any particular alienation at the moment. I am, however, sitting alone in *my house* on my bed writing, so this could contribute to my positive state of mind.
Whilst I am here, what I look forward to the most each day are two things:
Mine and Marisa's very long and often semi-strenuous *paseos* around this less than lively little village.
Getting back to my bed after a long night of trying to understand the crisscrossing conversation of her family so I can read something calming then fall to slumber.
Today's *paseo* was up a long, winding road through the forest. It lasted over two hours, perhaps three, there and back. *There* signifies a point of formidible altitude at which she decided we need to get back to the family to create *almuerzo*. A note on the word *almuerzo*: It is *lunch*, basically, but I've never heard her or one of her family speak it (much less write it - ha!). They always employ *comida*, instead.
I suppose I'll mosey on over there pretty soon. I just wanted to fill another entry. I need to keep up with doing just that every single day.
Unrelated note: The band *Her Name Is Calla* is very enjoyable and I have been listening to their album *Navigator* throughout this entry.
Another unrelated note: **DIE!**
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