Riu in the local coffee shop, with the lovely Carmen, who until today thought Riu was a boy.

I think Jim needs to work on her Spanish. I’m mean his Spanish. Gee, possessive adjectives are super confunding.

These are our friends, who went home to NZ to show off their new little baby and we hope they come back soon.

We miss them. They’re so cool.

L-R: Brad and Ari, Nicky, Rebecca, Riu and Jim

Taking after her Uncle Eamonn in those glasses.

On a side note, spring has arrived here!

After a relaxing, rejuvenating and research-filled bath-time, Riu has 100% extra virgin olive oil massaged into her skin, gently stretching her tired muscles after a day of kicking furiously, and softening her skin after a day exposed to the harsh elements of Barcelona city.

That’s not Merula olive oil around her mouth though, that’s just drool.

Geddit?

Ba-dum tssh.

{Not that I have to justify anything to anybody, but that’s biscuit all over her clothing, ok? I mean, you saw what she did to the broccoli.}