Day 3

A chill is in the air as i roll out of the bed this morning. I am greeted pleasantly with views from the Alahambra as the cold creeps in through the monastery walls. All is silent and still as trainees begin to rub the sleep from their eyes in search of a liquid energy. The course thus far has been an eye opener for most and forced half of our group to make acquaintances at the local pub whihc in three days they are well known. Between the classes and observations that are required for such a course i find i thard to ventur eou tinto the city. The course itself is very strict with respects to dreess, projects, and teaching plansd but nevertheless willprovide me with great opportunities in return for dedication- Last night i found it easy to sleep as alocal woman advised me some relaxing herbs to seep in water. I drank it without a problem and finally awoke thismorning feeling refreshed and energized.
Today in our course we have a series of classes, observations, in addition to Hungarian lesson classes. They use theis technique to enforce and resinstitute how our students will feel learning a language. I think i might have room in my head for a 5th language, i guess time will tell. In addition to the classes today we will make a trip to the local market to find new supplies for our house as we all cook our own meals, do regular chores, clean the house ansd are responsible for its maintenance. It is like being on an episode of the real world, but in spain and with people over the age of 50.
The bell tolls and calls me back to class, a nice reminder that my day has only begun. I wonder what other treasures await me, as long as its not ants, a surprise test, or a pinching Spanish man, i think i can manage just fine.

Worldly woman

Artist: avett borthers
Song: The beach