Thoughts on Becoming Bilingual

Here I am in Bogota, Colombia studying Spanish. I arrived on April 1, 2017 and have officially finished 3 weeks of my Spanish course. I went from understanding a few words here and there to now being able to hold a conversation in Spanish. For me, this is an odd sensation.

Becoming bilingual has been a dream of mine for quite some time. However, I have never taken it serious until now. In the past I, have studied German, Italian, and Arabic. But, I have never been proficient enough to use the language with natives.

In Bogota, it is estimated that around 40% of the population does not speak English. Those that do speak English are not fluent. For me, this has been quite beneficial because as an avid traveler, I have learned only rely on English as my language of communication.

Not being able to speak English with the general population has forced me to use Spanish. Because of this, I have easily overcome the usual “shy” factor and “fear” of butchering the language.

The people of Bogota have been very kind, helpful, and especially understanding when I attempt to speak with them. People do not laugh or mock me when I make mistakes, rather they correct me and help me learn the proper Spanish.

Over all, after 1 month in this beautiful country, I feel like my Spanish is improving faster than I could have ever imagined. I can speak with confidence and get my point across. After 1 month… I am becoming bilingual. I cannot wait to see my progress in 6 months’ time.

 

Soon, I will begin posting my blogs in both English and Spanish.

 

 

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Just Breathe: revelations during travel

When you travel often it’s easy to take the little things for granted. On a recent trip to Hong Kong, I often found myself growing frustrated at the simplest things.

I was not thrilled to be in Hong Kong in the first place… during this trip everything just seemed to go wrong. You can read about that more soon! While I was there, I always had somewhere to be and little time to get there.

This thought come to mind as I was rushing to catch my flight from Hong Kong to Taipei. Now, I had shown up to the airport 13 hours before my flight- plenty of time one might say for someone who was always in a rush. Well, I got done with my business and wanted to catch an early flight back to Taiwan. I was scheduled for a 9:30 pm departure; I wanted on the 1:30pm flight. China Airlines thankfully gave me the last seat available on the flight and informed me that boarding would begin in 15 minutes. Continue reading “Just Breathe: revelations during travel”