So.

This is alot harder than i thought. I knew coming into this trip that learning the Spanish would not be easy, but it's really REALLY difficult. I understand what my mom says when she speaks slowly. My cousins and sister use hand gestures, gracias dios. So far I have had 2 classes, Español y ciencia politicas. Spanish is going as expected. We are reviewing, then we will learn more. The teacher is really nice and knows her mierda REEEEEEAL well, which is good for me. But for ciencia politicas... I bearly understood half the words she was saying. I have the general overview of the subject topics, but honestly, when it comes to specifics, i couldn't tell you anything. Was it a mistake, me coming here with sooooo little spanish? I mean, if you look at teh glass half full, one year in the past today, I didn't know any spanish. ANY. I have come leaps and bounds in 9 months. But if you look at the glass half empty, I know about 25% of the langugae, which wont get you far in a foreign country.

When I think about it too, I am in a very controlled environment. My host family (bless them) held my hand for the first 2 days when i got acclimated to the city. they help me, the translate, the teach me, they do everything for me. The trust we share between eachother.... it's honestly incredible. I know all about their lives and they know mine. I trust them with my life, literally. More on them later. I'm using this post to vent.

I guess with all the thoughts of an exotic land and helping other people through service and living out a dream, I never gave a real thought to how hard it would be to adjust to a completely different culture. Even with my everything, my rock here with me, it's hard. Did i dream the wrong dream? Was this a mistake?