I'm sitting at an awesome little cafe I've found nestled in the heart of old San Juan. Apparently they have open mic poetry readings here on Tuesday nights at 7. Will I be in attendance next week? Yes, yes I will. I just ran into a sister I met at the San Juan hall this past Sunday. She is the one who had the adorable, bowtie clad, Southern husband. I loved them!
We were supposed to get slammed by a tropical storm today, so I had planned on doing museums after service. After circling the area several times, unsuccessfully locating the first museum, rolling into a red Toyota in front of me while attempting to parallel park on a hill, cursing the sun that was supposed to be hiding behind rain clouds all day and therefore no sunscreen application, finally parking, and locating a second museum only to discover it's been closed(sorry for the inconvenience), I ended up here in this wonderful little cafe.
There is a fella behind me talking with another guy about how he moved here from Atlanta. He came here just to visit, fell in love with the culture, and decided to stay. (Imagine that) Now they're speaking about mixing languages if you speak more than two. In my case, I speak 1/4 of 3 different languages and am only fully fluent in English, therefore I speak/think in Sparenssianglish, which unfortunately, no one else on the planet understands. They are discussing the different ways your tongue must move and be placed depending on the language you are speaking. "They drop the s's here." Yes, yes they do. I am thoroughly enjoying eavesdropping on these men.
As I got lost and disappointed in museums today, here are some of the glorious things I ran across. 
How much do I love this one?? ^ A whole bunch. Yes indeed.
I think it's safe to say that this is the only time you'll ever see Alf, Hello Kitty, Tigger, and a gold grill in one delightful mural. 
Me too!! Aka:longest name EVARR!! "So where do you live?" "Well, it's the...well, San Juan. Yes."
In other news, my skin is itching me TO DEATH. I have no idea what's going on. There's been talk and research on everything from scabies to herpes of the arm?!?!, over to eczema, and back to stress reaction. All I know for sure is, it is the worst itch of my life, it started on my upper lip, the outside of my ears itch and there's several spots on my left arm(where I just so happened to be wearing little leather bracelets nonstop) that make me want to claw at my arm with a steak knife. I really believe that raw flesh would feel better than this incessant, relentless, burning, and painful itching flesh on my arm currently.
As this is a multi-dated entry, today I went to the doctor with my rash. I wasn't too confident in her diagnosis. I don't think she was entirely too sure what it is. She is seeing me again tomorrow to see if the steroid pack and cream helped. If not, she is treating me for scabies. I was hoping there could be a scraping and examination of my itchy areas. (Ewwww) But with a steroid pack and some anti-itch meds, I'm feeling MUCH better. The rash is finally going away! A sister back home who worked in a dermatologists office for years, told me that in Florida she saw this reaction all the time after people handled the skin of mangoes! It can cause a reaction just like poison ivy! How crazy is that?! But thank goodness for steroid packs. I detest taking them, but my skin gets the weirdest things to happen to it. And it seems they are the only thing that will help sometimes. So in a few days I will do a delightful cleanse.
T-21 days until I have to leave this wonderful place. Until then, I am soaking up every single moment I can, freaky mango rashes and all. 
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