Tag Archives: Spanish

Reason #6: Because the Spanish is the Best in the World

Yet, I stand corrected by a friend. By definition, Spain has the best Spanish in the world. But a walk through the streets of Barcelona might have you questioning that. Continue reading


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As the year came to a close, I began to look back at my time in Colombia. Obviously, one of my bigger commitments I made was my desire to learn this language called “Spanish.” I thought that after I finished the course, I’d be speaking perfectly. I couldn’t have been more wrong. Continue reading


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Final Exams vs. Fiesta

My Spanish course at the University was coming to an end; thus, I had my final exams quickly approaching. With one week left, I was presented with the opportunity to go to a small Colombian town for a weekend of festivities. This presented a huge dilemma… do I party, or stay at home and study? Wow… that was a hard one… Continue reading


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The World’s Greatest Teacher

It has been a few months since I undertook the job of a Professor of English. And in case you are wondering, yes, I make everyone address me as Professor. It makes me feel big inside. So… exactly how is it going? Continue reading


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My Average Day

I’ve had the pleasure of talking with a few people back in the States, and I seem to always be asked the same question. What exactly do you do all day? I figured that’s a great question to be answered, thus, here’s a step-by-step guide of my life. Continue reading


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The Closing of the Theater Festival

Since my arrival in Bogotá, the Ibero-American theater festival has been in full swing. When I heard about the closing ceremony, I knew this was something I could not miss. Continue reading

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My Job Search

Here’s the thing. Although I’d prefer to never work again, I knew this idea wasn’t exactly feasible. I ventured down to Bogotá with some cash put away, but I knew eventually, reality would set in. I brought with me a few copies of my resume as well as a willingness to kick ass and take names. Thus, my job search began. Continue reading


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