Wandering Around Spain
My Spanish professor was an extremely friendly and pleasant fella, but he sure wasn't very rigorous. My Spanish is awful. (Yeah, I could've remedied this with enough work on my own, but the point of taking the class was to get a little extra motivation and help to do it right.)
M.'s Spanish is pretty darn good, but she's trying to let me get a word in edgewise and work on mine. Hopefully with a bit more coaching, I'll be able to get by.
So far, we've been down to the Museo de Bornemisza Thyssen, which houses a collection of art stretching from 14th century altar pieces through Pop-Art stuff. It was kind of fun watching the transition from the one to the other, and trying to find common techniques and ideas in the pieces. OTOH, I wonder if the collection wasn't driven by the desires and preferences of a family, rather than the idea of providing a general overview of anything at all.
Oh, well, I enjoyed it, and the nap that followed, and the octopus dinner after that. This place is pretty bearable. We'll see how a feel after a month of this, and maybe just after the bullfight (I think I got rooked on tickets) this evening.