Does this explain my sleepy 5th period? It is certainly reassuring to think so. I always thought it was a combination of teenage food comas (exacerbated by the consumption of Mira Loma’s mysterious nacho cheese goo) and my boring lectures on Modernism. But the Spaniards have it right, and oh do I miss the afternoon siestas in between classes at Alcala de Henares.
A Summer Vacation Guide to Napping
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