La Profundidad -- Misjudging the Depths.

I've arrived at the beach. And I'm staying for a month. There can be only one way to express it: an emoticon.

I am living in a town north of Playa de Flamingo, Portrero and I decided to walk back along the shoreline at dusk. Where I had miscalculated is that there are a series of creeks that flow into the ocean, whereas I was clad in a jeans and sneakers. I am definitely not long-jumper material. I tried to jump past one and got soaked to my thighs.

I hadn't met the mom of the household where I'm staying, and walked in the door soaked with an idiot grin. “Hola, me llamo Daniel, y no puedo juzgar la profundidad de quebratas.” So, we had a laugh.