March 3, 2013

Ávila, Spain. October, 2009

It happens every time. Whenever I see a word that I remember from my language lessons, I get all excited. I’d been studying Spanish through the Pimsleur Language Series, CDs that I’d borrowed from my town library. Thirty minutes a day since January 1, 2008. So when Jay and I were strolling down the main street in this lazy Spanish town filled with beautiful sights, he couldn’t understand why I’d want to take a picture such as this one. Well, um, isn’t it obvious? It’s because I knew that tintoreria meant “dry cleaners.”

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