Surreal Moment for Today

I took my lunch today at the park across the street from my work. Having stayed up much too late the night before trying to get reports printed, I managed to fall asleep on a park bench (not unlike several others I might add, but I was probably the only one wearing a pink tie).

The surreal moment came as I woke up, in that instant between sleep and wakefulness:

The sound that woke me up was a Hispanic MTF (male-to-female) in cutoff jeans on a bike yelling over in Spanish to her approaching friend, a very built Latino with a completely unbuttoned, flowy, black cotton, button-down shirt. They started to argue in front of the trashcan (in Spanish).

I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or awake, but I guess that's San Jose for ya! I only wish I actually understood Spanish when spoken rapidemente.

What I would have given to have understood what they were talking about!