Yesterday, my spanish was GOING OFF. I had two full conversations in spanish, one for 15 minutes with these punk rock kids i met at the park (they were so cute!) and another with the guy who ran our hostel. Seriously, i was killing it.
Today, not so much. All these people are getting from me are blank stares. It´s a lot of pressure. Basically either I speak spanish or you know, we get stuck in some village in the jungle somewhere and we die. Since Michelle doesn´t really go past “sï” or “baños”, it´s pretty much all on my shoulders.
Nonetheless, I am improving a lot. I can´t wait to start taking some classes and really focus on it.
