Two weeks in the language school grew to four which then grew to five weeks as we became more and more ambitious with what we wanted to learn. From simply wanting to ask for a bus ticket we now wanted to have full on conversations about love life and politics! A tad ambitious! Maybe!
There were times of excitement when someone understood what you were trying to say on the street or in a cafe but also real downs too- who can forget that shitty Tuesday when everyone seemed ready to give it all in and go home! And how dare the Spanish language have irregular verbs or more than one word for something!! And why is it some waiters don´t understand what a cafe doble is????
After leaving Bs As I really did not want to do anymore Spanish but I´m now back into it although its still tough but who can learn a language without lots of blood sweat and tears... not me! and especially not in 5 weeks!
