The night at the hotel was terrible, I could not sleep at all. At about 10:30 pm the heating went on with a loud roar. I am not kidding. It felt like I am sitting right in the heater itself. It kept blowing hot dry air in my room and I was not able to turn it off or lower the temperature. Even opening the window did not help. When I was almost asleep the phone rang and a friend from the US was on the line. I actually was really happy about the call and we chatted for an hour. Now I am up to date about what's going on in SF again. The rest of the night I tried really hard to fall asleep, but it was close to impossible. It was simple to noisy, too hot, too dry and I just hate to be in drafty rooms. I woke up exhausted and tired at 5:30 am, not a good start into my first day at school.
I found the school easily and filled out my entry test ... well I tried ..... it has been too many years since my last Spanish class. Then my mood got much worse. We had a discussion about the cab driver who picked me up at the airport wanting more money. Of course he had to wait since my flight was delayed, but I really felt that it was not my problem. It was over prized already and with the additional money he asked for I would pay more than double the regular fair. I finally paid since it was not worth wasting any more time on this .... Well, when they gave me the result of my test they told me that they actually did not have ANY classes starting this week. I could only join classes that started the week before .... not a good idea in my opinion. I am sure you understand that my mood reached boiling temperature .....
In the end I decided to take individual lessons, simply because I had no other options. I felt tricked into signing up with this school. They knew quite well that their would be no class and I think intentionally forgot to mention that. However, Roxanna is an excellent teacher and I will probably learn much more one-on-one than in class. Anyways ....
I left the school, got a hair cut (sorry Andrea), worked on my blog and had lunch. When I went back to school I was in a much better mood. Oh, of course I changed my room again. I am back to a room with a small bed again, but at least the room is quite.
After class I went to an Irish Pub, had one Kilkenny and paid as much as for the dinner and two beers I had thereafter at the restaurant next door.
I found the school easily and filled out my entry test ... well I tried ..... it has been too many years since my last Spanish class. Then my mood got much worse. We had a discussion about the cab driver who picked me up at the airport wanting more money. Of course he had to wait since my flight was delayed, but I really felt that it was not my problem. It was over prized already and with the additional money he asked for I would pay more than double the regular fair. I finally paid since it was not worth wasting any more time on this .... Well, when they gave me the result of my test they told me that they actually did not have ANY classes starting this week. I could only join classes that started the week before .... not a good idea in my opinion. I am sure you understand that my mood reached boiling temperature .....
In the end I decided to take individual lessons, simply because I had no other options. I felt tricked into signing up with this school. They knew quite well that their would be no class and I think intentionally forgot to mention that. However, Roxanna is an excellent teacher and I will probably learn much more one-on-one than in class. Anyways ....
I left the school, got a hair cut (sorry Andrea), worked on my blog and had lunch. When I went back to school I was in a much better mood. Oh, of course I changed my room again. I am back to a room with a small bed again, but at least the room is quite.
After class I went to an Irish Pub, had one Kilkenny and paid as much as for the dinner and two beers I had thereafter at the restaurant next door.
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