April 4, 2010 | Spanish
I take a field trip to East 116th Street.
I have a cold, again. That often happens to me when I run a lot. Yesterday, before I realized it was coming on, I made a quick trip to Spanish Harlem, where I took pictures along East 116th Street as I did Pimsleur lessons. I need to go back, because I missed a lot, but here are a few photos of the area in the meantime.
In the evening, Brandt and I went to a one-year anniversary party for a couple we met last New Year’s Eve. It was an extremely international, multilingual gathering. In a not very large group were people from Estonia, Ecuador, Hungary, Scotland, Italy, Albania, Japan, and probably more I’m forgetting. I love New York.
I spoke Spanish with the Ecuadorian and found his Spanish quite easy to understand—very clear. That is not always the case when I have conversations in Spanish here.