The theory proves itself right, time after time after time.
Like-minded people, practising languages together. Continue reading
The theory proves itself right, time after time after time.
Like-minded people, practising languages together. Continue reading
You know you’ve got a good bunch of people, when the kitty (bote) keeps growing. Nobody wanted to under-pay, everyone was chucking a bit extra in “just in case”. The kitty grew. We began by stopping for ice-creams late at night on the way back to the hotel to use it up but it wasn’t enough, and in the end the final meal was paid almost entirely out of the remnants of the kitty. Continue reading
The pigs definitely won. Out of everything in this amazing multi-cultural language immersion week, the pigs definitely won. And the horses, the dogs, and the miles of rolling countryside and beautiful holm-oaks. Or maybe the food? Or perhaps achieving the challenge of a week without a single word in our own languages? Or possibly …. no, never mind. It was the pigs. Continue reading
It was Culture Week in Colmenar. I have no idea what that means. It’s an odd word, culture. Can be off-putting to some. Can mean completely different things to different people. Continue reading