Monday, July 2, 2012
Rides on the chicken buses
Our buses brought us to a small town just outside of Xela. We were there to visit one of the oldest Spanish churches in Guatemala. Since this is an immersion experience, the story of the church was told to us in Spanish. I am getting better, but I still can't catch everything.
Unfortunately for us, the women who has the key to the oldest church was not to be found. Instead we stared at it and took pictures.
Tomorrow, five more hours of Spanish. I survived the first day, but the more Spanish I take the more I realize I need to learn. This never gets easy, but I am enjoying the struggle!