After Glynn and Martina left, I had an open advertisement that it was my birthday at my hostel.  This is Wojtek from Poland who took pity on me and came to dinner.  He is a phd in physics taking a break from the world of science to travel for 10 months.  We downed a large bowl of cheese fondue... 

Also note that between the last picture and this picture that my Spanish sorely let me down.  I went to a hair stylist armed with a few words and lots of hand motions, and I thought we had it all worked out that I wanted the sides and back trimmed, and not to touch the top.  Somehow that translated into take that razor and run it over my head... before I could complain, I had no hair left.  So, here I am, with the shortest hair I have ever had, and not so happy about it.  I am sure that my mom will love it, the rest of the female populace is an open debate.