Juiced Up

Not on 'roids, don't fret. I went on a 3 hour walk through town, passed the apartment again (creep much? yes), searching far and wide for an open supermarket. No stores are open on Sunday, not even Zara, or el Corte Ingles. So when I passed el Corte Ingles' dark supermarket, things were looking pretty grim. I meandered toward the Cathedral, stopping to listen to some impromtu Flamenco and dodging palm-reading gypsies left and right, when I saw people with grocery bags! Open Cor happens to be open from 8 a.m. to 2 a.m. everyday, how blasphemous and un-Spanish yet awesomely convenient! I purchased some juiceboxes (peach-grape, el Corte Ingles brand, ironically enough). I downed three in-a-row, and now my Vitamin C levels are sky-high...I REFUSE TO GET SICK.