Forgive us Father, for we have sinned. We're going to H*LL.

We're going to Córdoba, Spain ... where it is as HOT as H*LL in August. When I tell people that we are going to Córdoba, they wonder what sin we committed. The Spanish people make the hand gesture of disbelief, shaking one of their hands like people do in public restrooms when there's no paper toweling or when the "no touch" hand dryer requires that they keep their hands within a milimeter of the sensor.


Córdoba. Margarita, Gabriel, and Nico (my sister-in-law and nephews) will be there and we decided "h*ll or high-water," we're going to see them. So, I guess it is h*ll. Margarita told me that while they were waiting for a bus the other day, she saw a temperature reading on a bank marquee of 50 degrees Celsius (that's about 122 degrees Fahrenheit). Oooh.