There was supposed to be a post about my spanish lessons...

...but it got erased when my computer failed to connect to the blogspot server. Oh well. Good riddance, it wasn't a very interesting post or else I would have remembered what I was writing about, and I clearly can't remember now.

Basta, to sum it up, I am enjoying my 3-hour lessons after work in Instituto Cervantes. And there is not even a hint of sarcasm there. After 8 hours of toiling in the office, about 45 minutes of commuting in Manila traffic, and missing dinner during classes, I can honestly say, it is still worth the time and effort. OK, maybe just time. There isn't much of an effort there, because I really like going there.

Anyway, my professor is a Filipino, Senor Francisco Garcia, who teaches literature and language in my beloved alma mater, De La Salle University-Manila. He is very lively and like to make fun of things and tell stories about Spain.

I am so proud now that sometimes I can carry a very simple Spanish conversation. I am still trying my luck in watching a Spanish-dubbed episode of Grey's Anatomy. (They speak very fast!)