Day 4-No oí mi reloj

WOMP WOMP.  So today we were supposed to go on a group trip to Aracena, which is apparently a mine, park, and cave that we were going to explore.  We were meeting around 8:20 to walk to the groups meeting spot to catch a bus.  Well around 9:20 my señora comes into my room and wakes me up, but with the combination of jet lag, being out late, having a señora who did not want to wake me, and just not being able to wake up from an alarm clock, makes for a bad combination when I needed to catch the bus.  So after making a series of phone calls and seeing the passion of a spanish woman as she tries to explain what to do (and I continually do not understand), we realized that there was only one more bus that went to the place today and I would miss the group, so unfortunately I was not able to go.  I decided that it could not ruin my day, and I would have to make the most of it because God is good, and I am to "Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in ALL CIRCUMSTANCES!"  So I had breakfast and decided to go explore Sevilla a little bit.  I went into town and bought the tiniest straightener I have ever seen and searched and searched for a bilingual bible, but they are HARD to come by, so I may just have to stick with the internet for that for now!  Anyway, I headed home and had another interesting meal!  The first part was so delicious, a combination of meat, fried potatoes, and peas in a gravy broth.  Then she brought out a plate of about 10 little fish.  No kidding you could see the tails; thankfully they were fried, but yes, they still had the scales, and the full set of bones.  This time there was not really a way out, so I managed to take out all the bones, and try to force down the rest.  Surprisingly, they were actually quite good; I just had to try to get over the fact that the scales were still there, or try to take them off when she wasn't looking. :)  My señora and I watched some interesting television programs: Salud para el día and part of Daddy Day Care (in Spanish).  Then I finally got to skype with mi madre.  Afterwards I got to spend some more time with the Lord, which was a wonderful part of today, and continued to pray for the whole group and to be His salt and light!  Shortly after I caught up some with my group and then went back in to read.  Then my señora and I had dinner, which was the chicken noodle soup with chic peas and a bocadillo, which she had packed for my trip (it is like a sandwich: chorizo and queso and grilled!).  Then I got ready and went out to meet my group.  We went to a new place and talked for a while and got to meet one of the employees, who was very friendly and invited us back all the time!  Then we headed to the river to meet up with

                                                                                    the other groups.  When we got to the first place, we got to meet a few different Spaniards.  Although slightly intimidating because my Spanish is not great yet, I got the chance to talk with a group for a while.  They knew some English so occasionally we'd help translate for each other.  It was quite fun trying to really communicate!  Then we went to another place that we had gone the night before, and I got to meet even more people, some Spaniards, and some in our group.  It was a blast; some girls in my group also took notice to the fact that I would go out with them, but not drink like them.  This led to further discussion about why I choose not to get drunk and live that sort of lifestyle, so I got to tell them how important my faith is to me.  I just thought it was cool that even within a couple of hours, I could see the Lord answering my prayers and feel so blessed to be able to have a FANTASTIC time simply because I love people and enjoy life! :)  It was a crazy night, and as we walked back around 3:45, I could only take in my shock at how the people there are just getting started with their night; and I thought Penn State was a party town....