August 28 was my birthday. The night before there was a fiesta in Pieros. No particular reason, they just wanted to have a party. There was drinking, and dancing, and a tortilla competition.
It was so wonderful watching the people dance. Such joy and freedom of movement, but with real steps. I tried to pick some up, but the only one I really got was the rhumba.
The next day we celebrated my birthday. I got two happy birthday songs, one the standard but in Spanish, the other one I’d never heard before.
But the work never stops, even on your birthday. I didn’t need to do a whole lot of cleaning, since there were so few pilgrims the night before, but Mar and I folded the laundry. Gaze upon the awesomeness below.
That, folks, is a fitted sheet. I now know how to fold them so they are flat. I told Mar so few people in the US know how to do this we make jokes about it. I also told her of all the things I will learn and do here, THIS ONE will impress my mother the most.
Well, the library is about to close, so I need to pack up. Catch you guys tomorrow!
Travels and Adventures with Jane 
I can’t wait to learn about the sheets! I want to see your book as well. So glad you had a good birthday!
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