It was a good day

Breakfast in the park: an egg, coffee, toast and an english language newspaper. Lots of time spent in a taxi speaking Spanish while traveling about the city. Bought a snake skin belt and a custom pair of sunglasses. Saw a museum about the Spanish Inquisition in Peru and ate beef heart while listening to the roar of the ocean in Barranco. Now I'm leaving for the airport to pick up Claire. Do I really have to come back and work 40+ hours a week?