I’m officially done work until the 16th!
Translation: My afternoon is filled with laundry and cleaning and sorting.
Last week, I remembered something very important: I don’t know Spanish. Like, at all. And we’re spending the last five days of our trip in Barcelona.
This is the extent of my vocabulary:
Yes, pepino cantador. If anyone knows when/where/why “singing cucumber” will come in handy, please let me know.
Here’s hoping my “no comprendo” will get me places….