I'll start out by saying that we knew Gia was going to be lost to us today because Stranger Things came out last night at midnight in the states, which meant that at 8 a.m. this morning she would be compelled to start the marathon. She's seriously IN LOVE with the show and all the actors in it. Not since my 6 year old crush on Shawn Cassidy have I seen such adoration in a child. We are actually taking her to a Stranger Things meet and greet/show thingy. It's like a comic-con thing, but Stranger Things style...and it's in Chicago in October....AND t's $400 a ticket. No. Joke. She's asked for no gifts for her birthday or Christmas for years to come if we just granted this one wish. THAT is how deep she is into the rabbit hole that IS Stranger Things. She's drank a gallon of the Kool-Aid.
So Gia spent the better part of the ay glued to her iPad. The rest of the kids went down to the pool but after lots of squealing declared the pool "un-swimmable". A small tarantula was sitting at the bottom of the deep end. It was maybe the size of a 6 month old tarantula....not full grown, but it definitely was not your average big spider. It was dead of course...clearly it had a swimming mishap, but that did not stop the kids from freaking out. It was cooler and partly cloudy today, so I'm not sure it was as dire a situation as if it had happened the first day we were here. Still, kind of a bummer because this stopped them in their water tracks. To be fair, it was a pretty big spider...I would be scared to step on that too. I tried to take a picture, it's hard to see the black spider, but it's to the left of the big leaf,
I had a brilliant, not so brilliant, idea to cut myself some bangs. I cut them and then remember why I grew them out before. Lucia walked into my bedroom and I pointed in the general direction of my forehead thinking she'd notice the bangs and I said, "what do you think?" No affect to my statement at all, she was free to draw whatever conclusion she wanted. She said, "What? About your wrinkles?" Nice.
Then I asked Gia what she thought and she said aghast, "you CUT your hair?? I thought women only cut their hair when they were depressed?" OK, but now I am depressed.
John and I wasted a ton of time trying to drive to Hertz to add me to the contract so I could drive (thus far I have avoided driving the beast but John's leaving soon and I will have a long drive to Paris). We arrived to the Hertz counter which was 20 minutes away at exactly 12:57. Closed for siesta starting at 1 p.m. according to the sign, but that must have really meant whoever was working cleared out for siesta at 12:56. Bummer.
We grabbed a few things from the grocery (yet more.) John worked on perfecting his pizza dough crust for his second go at the world's best pizza in his beloved and borrowed pizza oven. Yesterday's pizza cooking was a 'test run' with so-so edible store bought pizza. Now he thinks he's cracked the code. I made a glorious salad and was happy.
This was our last day in São Gens countryside, and it was perfectly relaxing overall, we got a break from the sun, and the kids had enough t.v. time to last the rest of the trip. I started packing the littles up....kind of love my packing cube technique, it ends up to be so fast. Note Gia's pink cubes all arranged on her bed, getting zippered up and tucked back into her suitcase. Tomorrow we'll head to San Sebastian early, we have a lofty goal of and 8 a.m. departure, but it's a 6.5 hour drive and we'll lose an hour with the time change. We only have one full day there so we need to suck up as much time tomorrow and Sunday morning as we can because it's suppose to be a great area.
Signed, ME {lv}
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