Spanish Overload

By Kiyoko I. – Guestblogger from Cordoba
Today was really a Spanish overload. I mean, talk about a smoking brain. I arrived in Córdoba at 9:30am and took a taxi to the house. At the house, I finally met my host mother, Nelida. She briefly showed me around the house – it was large with 5 bedrooms. Then, it was time for me to go to school, as I was already late. The school is about a 30-minute walk from my homestay – not bad. I got to the school around 11am and, Bam, a placement exam. I was tired, gross and hungry. I wasn't excited about this, to say the least. Shortly after, the test was evaluated and I was put in to a class with Federico. At that moment, I had to throw English out the window. Only Spanish was spoken in the class and during the break. Boy, the first hour was intense. I wasn't in the right mode. Everything sounded like music but all 6 of my classmates spoke Spanish really well.
That afternoon, the school organized a quick walking tour of the city. Today was really smoky because of the wild fire in the mountains and ashes were falling everywhere. After the tour, a few other students and I who started today had a make-up session. By the end of that, my brain was just over-dosed… it felt like it just ran out of gas. When I got home, I couldn't even squeeze out any words to say how the day went. We had homemade pasta for dinner and, at 9pm, my housemates and I hitched a taxi to meet up with some other students at a restaurant near Parque Sarmiento. I came back home around midnight and pretty much just passed out as it had been more than a day since I last laid down on a bed.