Katie is a lazy bum

The great thing about having Internet finally in the house is that you are able to keep in touch with friends, look stuff up on wordreference.com, keep up with world news, check e-mail. The bad thing is that you also can sit on your butt for hours at a time watching Youtube, waste life away on Facebook, watch old Friends episodes. The list goes on and on. Weighing the pros and cons, however, I take the Internet fa sho. I figure I obviously save a ton of time not taking the bus everyday. I think probably we would spend upwards of ten hours on that precious 61 bus per week. I have all this time now to run, Skype, read. Oh and homework? Yea I guess that will fit in somewhere too at some point. 

We all went to Madrid this weekend as a huge group of, get this, 30 people. All in one hostel. I think I lost my good graces with those cute Argentine dudes at Las Musas when they realized we were all one group. It admittedly was a headache getting everything together, not to mention it was the first time most people had stayed at a hostel, so there was some cavetching by some people/person about sleeping in the same room as strangers, but it all worked out and it was a really fun weekend. I did not mean to forget my ID when we went to this huge club on Friday, but on the inside I was a little happy I did not go back. A bunch of us had a chill rest of this night at this adorable little churros place. The next day we spent the afternoon in my favorite natural place in Europe, Retiro Park, and then went to the Prado that night. Even though I have been to that place too many times to count, I still really do enjoy it. 

A few people later Sunday went to a Real Madrid game and, not being the hugest sports enthusiast in the world, I, along with a couple other friends, opted out and came back to Toledo. 

I forgot to update on the status of my wonderful host family. The other day I walked with my host mom, Jani, down to Santa Theresa, a little barrio of Toledo, to drop Ricky, my host brother, off at soccer practice. We keep walking for more than 2 hours during his practice, stopping at a grocery store for a few random items she had to pick up. Not to mention that this grocery store was one of the only ones that sells peanut butter, which I happened to mention that I miss. She insisted she pick it up for me, along with soy yogurt because she knows I like to be healthy. She is so sweet I feel like I can talk about anything with her. She told one of her friends I am "como una hija!" or like a daughter. Needless to say I was so so touched. I love feeling taken care of.