First day of Spanish classes in Mexico City
— I’m going to skip ahead a bit and give an update on my Spanish class. It is, after all, the main reason I’m here.
My commute to class was simply to walk down four flights of stairs, so I left at 8:58 am and arrived a minute early to the 9 am registration. I had deferred taking a placement exam until day of arrival, so that was my first step. I looked at the exam questions with a blank stare for several minutes before realizing I was never going to write down anything if I kept trying to think of answers in English and then write them down in Spanish.