Chloe is in southern Spain and I was in southern California for a week. She called from a payphone on the Costa del Sol today (did I ever dream that I'd have a reason to type those words?) and was lucky to catch me home: "Didn't you hear me call yesterday?" No, from Palm Desert I couldn't hear our home phone ringing. "Oh, that's right; you've been gone, too." On such a fun and exciting trip it's easy to forget that the people back home have lives, too.
She said it's been amazingly fun and amazingly beautiful and it's just amazing and we have to spend at least a couple of days in Seville because it's so amazing. There are only fourteen or fifteen kids on the trip so that's been really fun having such a small group. Riding on the bus with the other exchange students has been as much fun as all of the things she's been seeing. And getting to compare their exchange experiences with hers has been interesting. She found out that a girl who went on the San Francisco visa trip (that saga starts here) came home soon after she arrived in Spain, but doesn't know why.
After a few minutes, the real reason for the call: she's wondering about the money situation. I transferred some money into her account after she left, but she didn't know that and she was worried that she'd spent too much money on the trip. Besides buying souvenirs, birthday presents for friends (the ones who have birthdays in April, and you know who you are), and a Mother's Day present, eating lunch is expensive - a small coffee-something-or-other (I don't drink coffee and hence am woefully ignorant in this java capital of the world) at Starbucks was over $5.00. Sometimes these kinds of trips can be really fun and sometimes they can be a drag, so it was great to hear that she's having so much fun. Even better considering we had to pay extra for the trip.
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