Dec 11, 2007 12:18
I went to the airport yesterday to get my yellow fever shot. The nurse was a small Nigerian man who gave me his opinion on coca farmers, except he kept using the needle he was about to inject me with to make gestures as he was speaking, which made me, needless to say, nervous.
I'm really frustrated with the fact that I can't speak spanish. I emailed this photojournalist in Bolivia asking him to help me find a fixer, and his response was, "it's really just better if you learn the language." My Nigerian nurse told me people are a lot less likely to trust me if I don't speak Spanish, and will probably even lie to me. I don't like chinese, but I'm stuck with it for the next two and a half years, and now whenever I try to think of how to say something in spanish all that comes out is "bu tai hao" or "wo hen xihuan!" I'll never be fluent in chinese, but if I had stuck with spanish I could have been by now. But I'm just happy to be here.
I didn't get into Boston much this semester. I think I got downtown twice and zero times to back bay. That is so sad. I don't even have the grades to show for the time spent studying in my room.