One year in Spain: Lazy Day

Hey all,

Today was a lazy day. Evan and I got sunburns but his is worse. It was the most beautiful day that we have seen here. I think it got up to 30 degrees Celsius without a cloud in the sky and a nice gentle breeze. Unfortunately for us, but fortunately for everyone who lives and works here, it is Saturday which means the beach was very crowded.
I finally got a camera which means I have some pictures to put up and we are going to get internet in around ten days :) it is frustrating though because to get internet out here it is very expensive. Only one company does it which I don't understand because this country is sooo populated compared to Canada. My verdict? The companies are whiny because they don't want to provide service to a town that is 30 minutes away from the largest city in Galicia. Also, when driving here, there were constant buildings. I mean it was like we never left a town. It isn't like we are in the middle of nowhere! Anyway....
So far, beds here (if they are for two people) don't use two pillows, they use one big long one. I just have to say that this sucks!... because for those who don't know me very well, I am picky. Not only do I need my feather pillow to sleep but I need one in between my knees as well. Usually when I am traveling it works out great because I bring my feather pillow everywhere and then I use the pillow they provide for the knees. Problem #1: Evan did not listen to my experienced advise and he did not bring his own pillow. Problem #2 he insists on having a pillow. Therefor I have to use the not-feather-pillow for my head and the too-squishy-feather-pillow for between the knees. Lame.
So Evan went to scout out his school yesterday (Friday) and he left me before I woke up. I had a lazy day and didn't get dressed. At around noon the doorbell rang, which i assumed was him coming home since nobody has tried to visit us before. Luckily I thought ahead and only peaked my head around the door when I answered it because it was NOT Evan. It was the good old J-Dubs. Let me tell you that trying to hide behind a door and explain to people who don't take no for an answer that you don't speak spanish is not the most ideal situation.
Anyway, I have some pictures! Here you go:

This is our street