For each internet cafe I have passed without entering over the past few days, I have felt a slight twinge of guilt for not updating this blog as I agreed to do. There have been many bloggable moments, some reasonable internet access rates, and as in today´s case, long stretches of free, unscheduled hours roaming the streets and beaches of the Costa del Sol.

The best reason I can come up with to explain this failure to blog is that of conflicting roles. Am more tourist or student? Am I on vacation or tour? Do I sit down in that internet cafe, or enjoy a cup of ice cream with my Olaf roommate, who has been studying in Sevilla all semester? Do I stop at the foot of the hotel lobby stairs,or continue up to my room to get some sleep before catching the early morning ferry to Tangier?

While a long string of hypothetical questions does not exactly make for thrilling reading, they do illustrate the primary stressor of the typical touring orchie: taking full advantage of our foreign travel experience while staying safe, staying sane, and staying on schedule. And with no missed boats and only one errant blogger, it appears we are on our way towards striking a balance.

I realize that my precious minutes of internet are about to run out, and certain quirks of the Spanish computer make revising this post inconvenient. So for now, we all send our sun-tired greetings from southern Spain, and look forward to our second half of concerts in the next week.