First Spanish Lesson

I find it harder to write a blog on good days.  Good is just not that interesting.  Unfortunately, bad days are more entertaining.  So be it!

This will be a good/bad day blog and, therefore, half assed.

This morning was gorgeous.  Light breeze, sunshine, birds, grand vistas.  What a morning.

Unfortunately, Yella was struggling.  Our Internet provider was slow, slower, slowest.  So slow that the Internet phone was garbled and unusable.  This makes life very difficult for Yella.   She works over the Internet and has trouble maintaining good service with a bad Internet connection.  Plus, she is on many phone calls that are mandatory and this was just not working.

That is the nature of Panama...sometimes it just crushes you and it is hard to regain your balance.  It was Yella's turn in the barrel.

In the midst of this, we traveled to our first Spanish lesson.  Things start out dicey.  Three of us were to start at the beginning and somehow it expanded to five.

The lady running the school said that we would have to either split up or go to longer lessons because five is too much.  This fired up our 5th person, a lady, who locked horns with the school and things got pissy, awkward and uncomfortable.  

We start the lesson with four paying and one observing which was the pissy lady because she was not going to commit.  More awkwardness.  Now the teacher didn't know how to interact with her.  Some people are a round peg in a square hole.  I thought we were going to have to shoot her and put her out of our misery.

After a few minutes she left, thank God for small favors (so we didn't have to shoot her--too bad, it would have been gratifying) and then things progressed nicely.

After the lesson, life started to improve.  The Internet connection gained some speed and, therefore, reliability making life easier for Yella.

I got in a 2 hour walk that was perfect.

After dinner, we watched a movie, making it a good night.

Panama giveth and Panama taketh away.  That is the up and down of it.