Is my family posh? I mean, since when do my siblings just randomly take off for exotic countries like Costa Rica. I can barely spell !Hola! and they're going to be tangoing their way through streets of Spanish and mazes of hunky Latin men.
I refuse to be even a tad bit jealous--I bet my sisters don't even know how to Salsa. Hah. They shall be spun off the Costa Rican dance floor; I shall have to go perform an emergency rescue, aided by a handsome Latin hunk; and all of us, including Enrico, will return to the States tanned and swathed in cute white summer dresses that flatter our new-found Latin curves.
Must brush up on my Spanish...and Salsa...and chat up lines for Latin men...
So much to do!!!!
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