Monday, Monday

Every morning I wake up with the best of intentions to grasp Spanish, yet by the end of my lesson my brain is complete mush. However, I am making some progress, at least when it comes to grammar. The hardest part about all of this is trying to practice and use it frequently, because by the next morning you are expected to know it. I seem to be picking it up and the guest house has a good mix of those with more Spanish and those who have little. Obviously none of us is fluent, except Gladis, however we try.

Monday afternoon was spent studying Spanish from the mornings class after Gladis’ amazing lunch. Then a group of us from the School went up to see Cerra de la Cruz, which is essentially this big cross on the hill overlooking Antigua. To get their we walked from our school and had to “hike” up this hill to get to the look out point. The scenery walking up is all forest, lush and green. So I certainly didn’t mind the 10 minute walk.

Once we arrived there was a mix of locals and foreigners, with our entry the foreigners outweighed the locals. We were given about 30 minutes or so to take photos and be silly. We took the atypical jumping poses with Milton’s expert photographic abilities as well as some other goofy photos. My personal favourite was when Milton lined us up on some of the stairs on the main path to Cerra de la Cruz. It was here that we performed several jump photos, however they were often disrupted by locals coming through. We must of looked really ridiculous, but frankly I found it too funny to really care.

We had an early dinner too to make sure we would make it to Reilly’s pub for Pub Quiz night. It ended up being all but one of the students staying at the Guest House. We arrived early, but it was still fairly packed. The questions were in English and covered science, history, geography, weird laws and music. Frankly, my main contribution was to name Van Morrison as the artist of a song, and know that there is a law in York where you can shoot a Scotsman from the city wall with a bow and arrow. Suffice it to say, it was a late night. Tomorrow is going to be interesting.