Tungurahua, which is apparently erupting right now.
Good news: my host mom has been emailing me and I'm getting the impression that she's a really nice, warm person. She says they have a very close family and I really am so excited to meet them. When I was in Florida I had my aunt, who speaks Spanish, help me write my emails. Today I received one and sat down to write a quick response. Fingers poised above the keyboard, I had a moment of hesitation, suddenly remembering that my Spanish doesn't even touch "proficient." The brief email took 30 minutes of dictionaries, conjugators, and google translate. I'm a little nervous by that whole language barrier thing, but here's to hoping I'll learn some Spanish in the next ten months.
Also, I'm almost sure that the picture below is of students at my new school.
Plaid skirts, here I come.
The next few days are to be devoted to frantic preparation and quality time with my friends and family. That and quietly freaking out.
"Plaid skirts here I come"
ReplyDeleteEven more than my plaid-skirt excitement is my hope that I'll get to wear one of those tracksuits.
DeleteYou always crack me up with your comebacks!
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