SO! I went to a school today to see where I'm going to teach little kids English, which is pretty exciting, but also makes me nervous. I generally don't know how to talk to little kids. But anyways, it's a long bus ride and on the way home, people slowly cleared out and me and my roommate were the only people left on the bus besides this random man. He had been on the phone the whole time and started to walk back toward us. He handed me the phone and asked in Spanish if I could help him and talk to his friend. I was confused and asked, "en Ingles?" because I figured he knew I was American and needed help with someone speaking English. When I answered the phone, the man was speaking Spanish and was trying to help his friend who I realized was RUSSIAN to a plaza. So, I didn't know where the plaza was (but I've heard of it and there's 8,000 plazas in Sevilla), but I was proud of myself for being mistaken as someone who would know and for actually holding a random conversation on the phone. I don't care if it doesn't count that he was Russian. It was awesome.
mrt.
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