Mallory and I are going to Mass at noon. I’ve never been to any kind of catholic church, let alone one that is entirely in Spanish… let’s just pray that I don’t offend anyone of do something stupid.

They have services every hour on Sunday’s, which I find odd but also rather comforting since it means it will be a relatively short service. I’m going to assume I can’t wear jeans. and a hoodie. Bummer.