Guatemala ~ Sakribal Spanish School


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Published: June 30th 2011
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Macayla and I arrived in Quetzaltenango Sunday night in the pouring rain and the power was out in zone 1. We had just spent a grueling seven hours on two cram-packed buses to get here and on top of that we missed our stop and went on to the next town. When we asked the bus driver if we had made it to our destination, he said we had passed our stop. He immediately stopped the bus, put our packs on the side of the road and left. Funny now, not so much then. Standing in the pouring rain on the side of the road in a country that you do not speak the language was upsetting. A taxi eventually stopped and we headed to a hostel that we had no reservations to stay. Another traveler answered the door after we banged on the door for a good five minutes. He said that no management was on duty on Sundays and they were all left on their own. Strange. He showed us to a vacant room and we crashed, thankful for a place to stay.
Monday brought our first day of Spanish classes. Macayla is terribly homesick and would rather go home today. However, she seems to do better when busy with class. My instructor, Jorge Luis, tends to nod-off while teaching me and I am nearly fed-up. Macayla loves her teacher, Lucia. Last night, after class, we took our first salsa lessons. We had so much fun and huge smiles plastered on our faces the entire time. What a great experience.
Our homestay is okay; we are staying with a woman named Aldine. She speaks no English which I suppose is the point. It is just so hard. The place is very much like living in a cave. Our stomachs are not adjusting well even though Aldine is a very good cook. When we are at "home" Macayla has the worst moments, so we only eat and sleep there. Probably not the way it is supposed to work. Must head to class now, adios.


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8th July 2011

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Great you are having Spanish lessons. Even if its hard in the beginning, when u finally manage to communicate with the people it is worth every struggle! It makes traveling so much better :-) Good luck y saludos de Berlin! Lena

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