I have lots to write about, but my internet connection was cut off. So I´ve been spending some time in internet cafés, where there are loud one-sided phone conversations, screaming children, and awful music. (I´m listening to a Sheryl Crow song right now.)
Some good news though: I have a month-long break from classes, and a few weeks off from work! So I´ll be traveling to Paris and London. I´ll write about it all as soon as I can do it in the comfort of my own apartment.
In the meantime, my Spanish is improving, but misunderstandings are common. Last night I went to visit a couple friends at their apartment. I accidentally pressed the button for the wrong apartment. Below is a translation of the nonsensical conversation that ensued.
The lady who answered: Yes?
Me: Sorry. I pressed the number for the wrong apartment.
Crazy lady: What? It´s the police??!!!
Me: No. I pressed the number for the wrong apartment.
Crazy lady: The POLICE!!!! (yelling, and then talking very fast)
Me: No! It´s not the police.
Crazy lady: (panicking) Police???? (more excited babbling in Spanish that I couldn´t understand.)
Me: No! It´s not the police. I just made a mistake.
Crazy lady: (yells again and slams the phone down)
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