you have seen some pictures - sans a far amount of narration. i don't like to ramble on about pictures; i figure the entire point of taking them was so they could tell you the story instead. this doesn't always work very well. also, you would never know i was the one on the trip because i hate getting in the photographs. i took pictures to show you spain, not my face. (incidentally, i have plenty of awkward myspace posed photos from high school if you want to see my face.)
i got a saucy request from the queen of sauce herself to show more pictures of spain with me in them.
because i was there, you know. (actually, you probably don't, seeing as there is little to no photographic evidence of this. but hark!* here it comes.)
|the team! l to r: debbie, faye, me, my mom, loosha|
|our team upon arrival with the welcome sign the missionaries made|
|where will you find hondurans in spain? at the plaza de honduras, of course.|
|talking to lorna before classes on monday|
|reading a plaque at the foot of a statue of miguel cervantes in toledo|
|dancing to beyonce|
|our team with a couple from the church at which the missionaries serve. they had had us over for lunch.|
|i wore my five inch electric blue heels the last night of classes|
|ever the photographer|
|me in front of the roman aqueduct! this is the first and only time i've ever seen roman architecture firsthand.|
|i'm walking on ancient stone, y'all. ANCIENT. STONE.|
|in front of the castle that inspired disney's!|
|our team with some of the people from the church|
so there you go. i went to spain.
^SEE, THERE I AM!
i just hope aunie's satisfied now.
*this doesn't actually say hark. it's a figment of your imagination. i would never actually say hark on my blog. ahem.