The Rain In Spain

The Rain in Spain is greater...........I forgot. It started raining on Wednesday and hasn't really stopped since. Last night we went "out" again (aka. getting ice cream). As me and Samantha were walking home last night I couldn't help but sing in my head. "If you like pinacoladas and getting caught in the rain".....NO I do not like getting caught in the rain expectally when it gets soaked down to my undies!    I couldn't help but think of the crumpy cat pictures we constantly see on Pinterest.
Today we went to Canns. Shyanne and me where taking pictures in front a really nice yellow car and this lady came up to us and asked if we want to take pictures sitting in the car. Is that a questions? I asked myself. As we were walking up this road that this lady let us through, some people (cough...Chase and Gilbert) steamed to appear out of no where and tagged along to be in these said pictures. Funny how that happened all of a sudden. After we arrived home we had dinner with my host mother and her friends. And my word do they speak fast! I was able to pick up a few words here and there. Blah blah blah work blah blah blah school blah blah blah Americans.
I am off to Rome tomorrow and let us hope that the rains stops and that the men are as deliciouso as they say they are.

Ps. Sorry if I spelled your name wrong Shyanne, and sorry this isn't some deep post about how the way the cigarette smoke in the air is as smokey as the heart if France. We shall save those for later....