Today, I woke up and went to my only Spanish class that I am going to be taking. Literature. Apparently this class is for advanced students only, but it is the only class that will count for my minor. I was pretty scared, because there are only three of us in the class, and the two others are a native speaker and one who just got back from a semester in Spain.
It ended up being very tiring, listening to the teacher talk for almost three hours straight! Luckily, I was not the only one who was exhausted by the end, but I was actually able to understand most of what she was saying and I was able to participate! Nonetheless, it is going to be a tough class, but since it is my only class in Spanish I think I will be able to manage it.
Got home, ate lunch, and went to dig. Dug for a couple hours and then headed home to meet up with Ronito.
Ronito and I walked around the city looking for a knife, but no luck. We ended up just exploring mostly, and he introduced me to this nice and refreshing thing called Bolis that were like non-frozen Otter Pops, but better! Apparently his dad's cousin started the company too.
When I got back I took a nice long siesta, and now it is time for dinner, then gonna meet up with some gringos for open mic.
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| Haha, a lot of you will wonder why I am posting a picture of dirt, but this dirt is SO NICE! Nice and rich, full of water, soft and easy to shovel, no rocks, the best for making jumps! |
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| Francisco, the man behind the Hope Progression Compound. This kid kills it at digging and riding! He is so nice too, and even advertises to everyone that he has a neck brace and full face helmet for people to learn flips! He is all about that progression, so cool |
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| Mmmmmm, chilling on the sidewalk cooling down |
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| Hecho en San Ramon, Costa Rica! |
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