Spanish School

I got back from Spanish school on Monday. It was a pretty good experience and has definitely given me a basic foundation of Spanish to build on, Im still pretty crap at it though.

The school was in San Andres, a small town by the lake near Flores, and there were just 5 students including me. The teaching was done one-to-one by teachers who knew almost no English, so it was quite an interesting experience. At first it was very difficult to learn anything, but after the first day (and passing a dictionary between us) we were able to move along pretty well. I did 4 hours a day and the rest of the time was my own to swim in the beautiful lake and generally laze about.

I stayed with a Guatemalan family (Amy stayed at ARCAS finishing up her study) arranged by the school, in a basic room with 3 meals a day. They were a good bunch, being an old couple called Carmen and Rosa, their daughter, her 2 children and a few other misc family members, so it was quite a squeeze. They couldnt speak any English so at first it was pretty difficult, but after a few days and say a few things to them in faultering Spanish. Even though the food was just different combinations of beans, chicken, cheese, eggs, rice and tortillas it was really good. Surprisingly eating your own bosy weight in beans per day doesnt make you trump as much as youd expect and Ive come to really like them with all their lardy goodness.

We both finished on Amys birthday, so we met up Flores and stayed at a posh hotel, had a slap up meal and generally spoiled eachother.