Grammar school

Maggie  thinks that we should do some more formal Spanish lessons. So yesterday we went down to the Palacio Molina where there's the only language school that we know of in Cartagena that teaches Spanish to foreigners. Actually we'd tried on Monday too only to find a note on the office door that said "Estamos en el Casino" - we're in the Casino. We thought the office must have moved but a chap we asked about a language school in the Casino answered us as though we were daft. "There are Tango classes here but no English classes" - maybe the young woman from the language school was dancing away her idle moments.

On Thursday though the office was open. We asked trick questions like "When is the course?" which, obviously enough brought forth an evasive reply - "Probably in the mornings but maybe not." She made us do a test though. What a hoot, 80 odd questions with multiple choice answers. They all looked like good answers to me.

"We'll be in touch tomorrow, or maybe Monday," said the young woman. We shall see.

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