Short

Met some interesting people today. They were very short. Ok, one of them has a good excuse. He is only 3 years old. But his Mum was equally short. Not equally as in short as the boy, but short. I felt tall the whole day. Tall like in giant.

It's funny when you're 1.65 m above water level like I am, and have to look down on people all day. It becomes kinda difficult to talk. Ok, so we didn't speak the same language, which may have something to do with it, but still. I can now say hola, corazon and frio for example. Not to mention cerveza, but of course I already knew that :)

But have to say, the boy was delightful. No crying the whole day. When he fell he just stood up, smiled and went on with his business. Quiet in the car. Friendly and open. I tell you, told the people that in 20 years I will flirt with him. Until I realized how old I'd be by then :)

Why does it always have to be a downside...