Yes, I know I have glitter on my face.

Current mood: exhausted i am exhausted. that said, this is amaying, fantastic, the MOST FUN EVER!!! weäre in leipzig now, have been for two days, Spain played a game here and won, so the spaniards were partzing hard from the afternoon, then germanz had a game on TV tonight that the whole citz watched. thez won, so much, much partzing in the streets until--well, i donät know until when, because i am too tired and am going to bed now. tomorrow, maybe frankfurt. not sure. or where the brits are playing. we are totally in love with the aussies. i am a magnet here, all the men want to talk to me. even spoke portuguese to an angolan man in the street tonight. everyone asks if i am spanish, which i so do not look spanish. the men completely ignore jason and just start talking to me, one even sat on my lap for a picture, another tried to dance with me. very, very strange stuff going on over here. i could get used to it. now, shower and to the bed.

Current mood: awake "Alisa, estas sudando como un pollito", so says my friend Maria, "Alisa, you´re sweating like a little chicken." Not quite sure how little chickens sweat, I do agree that I am a sweat factory. In fact, if sweat were a valuable commodity, I´d be rich rich rich in this 18,000 degree weather. I´m sleeping close to 12 hours a day and sweating 24. Although right now, there is no sleep happening. Hence the blog during the wee hours. I was sent to bed at 2am, but even after having listened to the entirety of Acid Guitar, I was still sweating and not sleeping. What. The. Hell. We´re leaving Sevilla tomorrow for Brussels and parts German. No idea yet where we´re sleeping tomorrow, or even what country we´re sleeping in. Details... Jason has this idea that we´re going to catch a night train to Berlin. Don´t know why Berlin, since we don´t have to be there until Tuesday and he wants to watch the Japanese play somewhere else on Monday, but whate...

Current mood: refreshed Yesterday´s food-- We had the most disgusting lunch I can remember EVER. It was some OK paella with chunks of pork and scallops, followed by fried fish (some white kind that´s not very big) and a bunch of bigger-than-sardines but not that big fish, with a salad. The white fish was disgusting, horrible, worse than chicken!!!!! The waiter was awful also, practically threw the menus at us, then demanded to know what we were going to eat. When we asked for the check, he scowled $14, like duh idiots, you saw the price on the menu. We threw the money on the table and ran. Then I remembered why I rarely eat out in Sevilla. The restaurant food is not that great. So for dinner, Paz took us to this neighborhood seafood restaurant. It´s the only place I´ve ever been with her, so I think it may be the only place she goes to. Amazing. First were boiled, salted shrimp, so perfect you could compose an opera just singing their praises. Then, crab legs and crab...

Current mood: hot Scorpio: Today will be another breezy day -- fresh air will be blowing in from every direction, and it will give you peace while still piquing your curiosity. This is perfect timing, since right now new ideas, new people and even a few new adventures will start pouring into your life. Investigate everything you can! If you gravitate toward less-conventional people and places, you'll have a ball trying to figure them out. Ask leading questions, and keep your ears wide open for hidden meaning. Looking forward to that breeze--it´s a million degrees here in Sevilla and I´m sweating so much I don´t marion, even though I drink ALL the water. I am having the most fun EVER. It´s so nice to be here with my family, and having Jason here is a great bonus. I love finally merging two parts of my life together, even as it´s a little surreal. Like Paula speaking English and driving. Wow. When I met her she was 13, now she´s 21. And Maria, well, no surprise there. She´...

Current mood: content I´m in Sevilla, at the house. Finally. Let me tell you a little story-- My flights were perfect. Even the LA to London flight sitting next to the beautiful Indian woman in the gorgeous sari--who had such bad BO I thought I was in Africa again. I got to London, and since my bag was checked through from SD to Sevilla (very unusual and I was a little suspicious), I went straight to the Iberia counter to check in for my flight to Sevilla. The girl told me that I was very late for the flight that was leaving in 5 minutes. She called and told them to hold my bag and for me to run and try to catch it. They wouldn´t wait for me, but maybe I´d have a chance to get on. And if I got on, then my bag would to. No Alisa, no bag. Right. Alisa in Sevilla, no bag in Sevilla. Of course. No problem, since I always bring clean underwear, my eyes and toothbrush in my carry-on. No one was at the airport to get me, no big surprise there. So I thought I´d just change some...