After dinner tonight we were walking along the malecon and told Ouest we’d take her to the playground we’d seen on the drive into town earlier. You can’t believe how excited this girl can get over the absolute crap playgrounds that she gets to play on. Running and screaming “Woohoo!” all the way. And when we get to them there isn’t the slightest trace of disappointment on her face. I’m almost afraid to take her for a visit to the States for fear of ruining her misguided happiness.