our doings in Spain

The hot sun and the stiff breezes of the Costa del Sol pummeled our backs and the frigid salt water edged around our ankles as Friend #49 and I hiked a stretch of beach. We hunted for skipping stones (she has a knack for lobbing them with impressive results) while tossing philisophical questions in each other's direction. It was the perfect afternoon for a church picnic on the beach. We dined on taco salad, sandwiches, couscous, and chips. We played paddle-tennis while keeping score in Spanish. Our team of eight, along with members of the Spanish church, enjoyed the day thoroughly in each other's presence. Our time on the beach ended with a water-baptism. (I love water-baptisms, as many of you know...)
Tonight our outreach consists of a pizza party at the church. This information, coupled with our day at the beach, forces me to defend our activities somewhat.
I must add that we did street ministry until the wee hours of the morning last evening.
That's our update, and now I must run.