I only speak English. I don’t like this fact. I’ve always been romanced by the fact that I stumble onto conversations in the street, and have no idea what’s being said. I’m curious; I want to know what’s going on. I want to talk to people.
I want to understand.
If you’ve ever wanted to immerse yourself while learning a new language – fully, but have feared doing it; then read on.
I never planned on moving to Spain to study Spanish. When I left Australia over 8 months ago, the plan was to tour Europe, work in England somewhere, and travel around Europe for up to 2 years taking small trips here-and-there. For Australian’s, England is the big thing. It’s the “gap year” or the “rite of passage” to get a job pubbing in London and live life as an expat. So I was just following the well-trodden backpacker path of many before me.
But life doesn’t always go to plan.
Click here to read the rest.
* flickr header image credit