.vaille que vaille. : scenes from home.

I've been doing an awful job of keeping you updated with all the photographs I've been taking. Now that I don't feel that pressing uncontrollable need to take my camera with me wherever I go (classic fomo complex), I really lack any sort of valid excuse other than shameful carelessness. Initially, four hours of class a day and the occasional mandated housekeeping duties don't seem all that demanding, but then you don't take into account the impromptu lunchdate that ends up taking 2 hours, the after-class fellowship that takes three, the ambition to become fluent in Spanish by the end of the month, the late night confessions, and so on and so forth. At the end of the day, you're spent and you're happy or you're sad, but you're living in the south of Spain, so you don't really mind.