Espanol a la Cruz Roja

I went to our Spanish class at the Red Cross today by myself because Cory and Weston drove to Madrid to pick up Margrett this morning. The spanish language is crazy! They were explaing tener and haber and when to use the past and when to use the present and what not. And this is all in Spanish. I took lots of notes, but it was way above my understanding. The good thing is that I navigated my way home on my bike without Cory leading the way. Every day we take a different path to get home and so I was a little nervous because I am definitely directionally challenged. But I made it back easily. Through all the busy streets and roundabouts and bike paths and pedestrians, I managed just fine.

Now I have the rest of the day by myself. I have unlimited use of the computer (very exciting). I should cook something for the family for when they get back, but I don't cook here like I do at home. It's not like I have a pantry to draw from. If you take away all the time I spend cooking, cleaning, and doing yard work at home, I have a lot of time here to do other things. It's been quite the break from every day life in Utah.