So I've been listening to Thalía. Specifically, her Dance Hits Remixed album. All the dance tunes are awesome, and make the morning bus rides bearable.
"[w]hat was any art but ... a sheath, a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose." - Willa Cather, Song of the Lark
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Mucho queso
I have six months to learn to converse in Spanish. Or more accurately, to possibly give a short speech and toast in Spanish, and talk to people afterwards.
So I've been listening to Thalía. Specifically, her Dance Hits Remixed album. All the dance tunes are awesome, and make the morning bus rides bearable.
So I've been listening to Thalía. Specifically, her Dance Hits Remixed album. All the dance tunes are awesome, and make the morning bus rides bearable.
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Learn from my sister: "Necesito sopa por mis pantalones" does not mean "I need soap for my pants." Saying that to a shopkeeper in Costa Rica well earn you some interesting looks.
Can practice this line, though: "Gracias, Senora. La sopa es delicioso." First step: figuring out ser vs. estar!
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