So, what do you do when....

....you come downstairs at the university and there is a sea lion orking and waddling around in the foyer.  If you're a gringa you:

1.)  Squeal with delight and say something outloud like, "Oh my god there's a sea lion in the foyer!!!!"

2.)  Run back to your room to get your camera while still squealing.

3.)  Take a few photos while in a tizzy that THERE'S A SEA LION RUNNING AROUND THE UNIVERSITY!!!!!

4.)  Switch to video mode and narrate that, "THERE'S A SEA LION RUNNING AROUND THE UNIVERSITY!!!!!" while you proceed to sputter out giggly commentary.

5.)  Wonder why it keeps biting its tail and orcking like a mad fiend, but assuming it is because it's lost and disoriented.

6.)  Follow after it filming when it starts to leave the building.

7.)  Realize that it keeps "biting itself" because its flipper has been chopped off and it is biting at the muscle that is protruding from its tail.  Largely protruding...

8.)  Look up and see one of the classes of local students outside staring at you as you're trekking after the hurt sea lion with your camera and a huge grin, not realizing it was injured.

9.)  Shriek and run away when you realize the angry sea lion is turning around and coming after you.

10.)  Run up the stairs, shut off your camera, and realize that instead of a cheesy, giddy gringa you are that JERK that was standing there filming a suffering animal.

11.)  Feel like a terrible person as you slink out the backdoor.

12.)  Feel horribly embarrassed when you then run into the group of students out front still standing there who spotted you making a spectacle out of a wounded creature, albeit unbeknown to you.

13.)  Sleep with one eye open because you're not sure what kind of connections PETA has on this island.

14.)  Learn your lesson to never assume anything---because you know what they say about assuming---it makes an ass out of you and sea lion.

NOTE:  I still have no idea what the sea lion was doing in the foyer, but I think perhaps someone corralled it in there in order to get help for it.  I noticed a few people perhaps "sitting guard" outside.  That, or, I am naive/hopeful/insane and in fact in a painful stupor the sea lion somehow made it up a flight of stairs (yes, sea lions DO trek up stairs) and went crazy in the foyer.  Who knows...