This weekend I travelled to Valencia to see Las Falles, a famous Spanish fire tradition and party.
|We rode a four hour bus there.|
|Enjoyed the sunset at the beach with friends.|
|Saw the beautiful parade.|
|fireworks. fires. firecrackers.|
|This was set on fire Sunday.|
But to be honest... the most exciting thing of the whole trip was a bit different than expected. It wasn't the blazing flames, or the cultural parade. It happened while I was making the to do list before leaving for the trip. I was writing out everything we needed to buy and when writing sandwich meat, I spelt it "jam" instead of "ham".
Now, I know what your thinking.. "Cool mj your dyslexic, so what" But it was the first time that I spelled something in Spanish without noticing I was making the error. I realized it quickly afterwards and was so excited I put hearts around it and took a picture.
Im still on the grind. Learning languages takes so much work.