Quickly now

I'll be out until at least Sunday, if not Monday or Tuesday. Lo siento. We're heading north of the city into the mountains to a small cottage our host family has in a town called Segura de Leon. Apparently they've had a religious festival of sorts running since Monday and we're heading up to enjoy the tail end of it. Speaking of tails, and horns, Eddie and I are going to run with the bulls as part of the festival. We'll only do it if I think the setup isn't too sketchy or the street too tight or the other people too slow. They say you don't really have to worry about the bulls, it's the other participants that will royally screw you over. In all honesty, I'm dead set on doing it but if something tells me it's not a good idea I promise to do my best to listen. But I'll be damned if I let  something like this slip away because of fear of injury. I feel I might as well sit at home on a couch if that's how I look at things. As someone I can't remember once said, "I'd rather be ashes than dust". I also promise to get tons of pictures which I haven't been doing the best job of so far. Have a wonderful weekend. Much love goes out to my family and friends following me along in this adventure. You are the strong foundation which allows me to persist when the winds and waves are aligned against me.