RUBBISH

Most of the teachers at the school are from England and are teaching British English to the Spanish people. The resource room is full of British English workbooks and its quite ridiculous. "Quite ridiculous" is quite British, really. Everything is rubbish. Z is "zed," they pronounce "garage" wrong, and have expressions that they are teaching these poor Madrilenos such as "she could talk the hind leg off a donkey." WHAT?
Tom doesn't speak much Spanish at all, so I do much of the translating in the household which is fun for me. The older woman, Carmen, particularly gets a good laugh out of Tom. She says to me, "Tom told me he was waking up at ochenta (80)'oclock" or "Tom told me FELIZ NAVIDAD" today (I think he was trying to say simply that he was happy). So the language dynamic is very funny in the house. Carmen's only english phrase is "kiss me please." Marie speaks a bit more, but like i said, we only speak spanish, which i enjoy. They tell me my hairs going to fall out if I don't start cooking for myself (i mainly eat peanutbutter sandwiches).
Besides the ladies, I have been spending most of my days at the school. It is challenging, but tomorrow is Friday so I will have a little break. Yesterday, I met up with my friend Katie, (the one who recommended me to TTMadrid) and we went down to Sol. It was the first time I had been downtown since being back so it was very exciting! It's all very much the same, which is great. Tonight, since I have finished my very first project (due tomorrow), some girls from the class and I are going out to explore for a bit. So thats all for now!

Cheerio!