School's Out
Friday morning and I'm unwinding from the last two weeks of Spanish class. Note to old people: School is just as bad, if not worse, after you've been absent for twenty years or so. Rearranging your synapses to comprehend a new language can make you dizzy, and in my case, cranky; especially when the school is full of Euro's that won't look you in the eye when you pass them. If I go back for more lessons I'll have to get a Che t-shirt to wear one day and a Bush/Cheney one to wear the next and let them figure out which is the ironic item.
I fully plan to reread all of my notes and the workbook to see if I can comprehend anything that they filled my head with, but my track record of studying schoolwork isn't so hot. We'll see. I got a sweet looking diploma though.
Got an email from somebody at "el sie7e" ('the seven') this morning saying 'Buenos Noches,' which my basic espaņol actually tells me is incorrect; it should be 'buen[a]s noches.' Being that el sei7te is a Columbiano headbanging band, it could be for real and I'm thinking way too much. But with all the words flying around my noggin and all the spam I get, they'll have to perdoneme if I recognize them here instead of writing back. Hola guys, enjoy the crapola esta aqui. Click here for the website.
Today is another attempt to get out and take pictures of the city. My (possible) assistant has been studying English a couple of days a week for the past two years at a local college and seems to understand it pretty well, but she doesn't get much of a chance to practice speaking it here. Should be fun.
