Two times a week I go to Palamos to see Teresa, my Spanish teacher. The lesson consists of half an hour conversation and the other half grammar. We speak about all kinds of subjects and consequently end up laughing a lot too. The conversational part is very important and in a way also frustrating because you want to say so many things but looking for words. Especially for Vicky, my friend, who is also in the class, it is hilarious the way i am making throw away gestures and whistle at the same time to explain what the rest is not understanding. Anyway the good thing is that according to Teresa we are making progress (also my hairdresser told me this, she does not speak English so that is a challenge not to return home with a pixie cut or half of your hair shaved off).