Homework!!!

  I'm about to drown in translations, idioms, and prepositions. So even though Valencia was wonderful and very photogenic today, I'm afraid it will be a day or two before a post on Valencia arrives. But here's a quick story.
   For worship a couple days ago, the preacher tapped me on the shoulder and asked me if I would pray. I must have looked slightly worried, because he hastily added that I could pray in English. "Well, if I'm going to pray, I want to do it in Spanish," I decided. A big deal? Not really. But to someone who used to cry over last-minute surprises, has stage fright and a very basic grasp on Spanish... Yeah, I was pretty proud of myself! My, how things have changed...

Now go eat some applesauce and, please, don't take it for granted :)