Our third day of classes, and I finally had a breakthrough!
I’ve bored you to tears telling you about how hard I’ve found the grammar. Well, that hasn’t changed. It’s still hard for me. And I think that’s reasonable. Just look at the whiteboard from class.
But a wonderful thing happened today. I had an “aha!” moment when suddenly the chart made sense to me. I finally understood what the teacher was trying to explain about how verbs change depending on who’s doing the action: “I,” “you” (informal), “he/she/you” (formal), “we,” and “they.”
It just clicked! Suddenly, I was conjugating verbs and changing tenses. It was a great feeling. Now, mind you, I’m still having a hard time with conversational Spanish, but maybe now that I’m getting a handle on my verbs, I can start constructing sentences.
The plaza up the street from our apartment is hosting a fiesta through Sunday, so Robin and I went up to check it out. Lots of vendors selling crafts, food, liquor (Robin is enjoying pisco), and… CHOCOLATE!
We had dinner there, although sadly, neither of us particularly enjoyed the meat we ordered. Robin tried some pisco, which, as mentioned, she liked.
I found a booth manned by someone who looked like Central Casting’s version of a hippie. He was selling pipes for pot, gems and minerals (including pyrite), and tarot cards. I noticed some spherical pieces of pyrite that caught my interest. He told me his wife would be coming back later with more examples, so I’m planning to return tomorrow to check them out.
We also bought chocolate bars from two different vendors: one dark chocolate with orange, the other dark chocolate with sea salt. I’ll let you know what we think of them.
After visiting the fiesta, we went back to the apartment, where I spent a lot of time with Chad, exercising his image-creation skills.
I decided to see how Chad would do creating images “in the style of” famous artists. Below is my gallery of friends and family, reimagined as works of art:
● Artem and me in the style of Van Gogh
● Robin and me in the style of Picasso
● Conor and Tasha in the style of Renoir
● Wendy and me in the style of Toulouse-Lautrec
● Max, Jasmine, Robin, and me in the style of Pissaro
● A scene from our production of Fiddler on the Roof in the style of Chagall
I had fun with it, think the results were fun, and probably spent too much time on it!
Still, I’m enjoying discovering what I can do with Chad: as a creative outlet for my artistic endeavors, as an editor, and as a Spanish teacher.
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