(Ok, that's not the view I'm going to see on my way for another 3 weeks, but you get the picture. I'm going to be looking from the other side.)
But anyway, I got to the language center and chatted with some people before finding my classroom. I was put in the nivel avanzado because I scored so high on the placement test. I think it was because the test was all grammar and I had just taken my Spanish II final, but I was in over my head. The first thing we did was read an essay about the Spanish woman in the working world, and then we had to write a short essay...I spent about 10 minutes trying to formulate my thoughts in Spanish and failing before walking up to the teacher and asking to transfer. I went to the lower intermediate level just for a day, but tomorrow I'm going into the higher intermediate level. The lower level was too easy (la condicional simple), but the conversation class afterwards was still helpful. The teacher just gave us topics and told us to talk (and talked with us).
After class, a bunch of us were talking about all the things we want to do, and I've definitely been able to recruit a lot of people for tango. We might also take flamenco, but that would mean I'm spending 95 euro a month on dance lessons. But they all seem in, and at this point, there are more guys than girls who want to do it lol. Then Brenna Doubleday (I had to post her last name because it's so cool) and I walked around trying to find a post office so we could buy stamps (for your postcards!)
Then I went back home and had lentil soup and empanadas. I've never liked lentil soup before, but it was really yummy and filling. I haven't eaten a meal here that I haven't liked. After that, I didn't really do anything. I took a short nap, hung out with the guys, watched a comedian on youtube, and waited for dinner--which was pasta salad and a shrimp omelet (tortilla de gamba). YUM.
Afterwards we sat around again talking about random stuff before walking to another casa universitaria to meet up with some other CEA people. Then we walked to Big Ben again. I only had a couple drinks--I really want to try other places. There are just waaay too many loud Americans at Big Ben, and the drinks are watered down to the point where I notice it on the first sip (that second bit did help me call Matt's bet that I couldn't down my drink in one gulp though--he paid for half my drink). I went home early, walking in the light drizzle and taking in the view while talking to Steph on the phone in the best Spanish I could muster.
Side note, those shirts I bought at H&M = perfect for going out anywhere in Spain. They look casual when I wear flip flops, and dressy if I wear black shoes. I'm glad they're good because after like tomorrow, I'm out of shirts and need to wear them to like class and stuff lol. Filli is doing my laundry on Wednesday, so in a week I'll have a reload of clothes, by which point I'll have worn all my other clothes. It'll be a nice cycle. Sorry if this part is random.
Buena(s) noche(s). I'm already picking up the lisp.
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