This afternoon my mom, dad and I drove down the coast to San Francisco to visit a person from the past, Sergio, our friend from Spain.  When he was starting college in Seville he made friends with my family and used to crash at our house on weekends, so we got to know him very well.  From my parents I have it that he used to party a lot and spend all night at the <span lang="sp">discoteca</span>.  But his English was pretty good, and he ended up travelling all over the globe and now lives near San Diego with his wife--an excellent cook--and two girls.