While Aaron and I were in Chicago, we had yet another run-in with Spanish. We were walking down the street around the corner from the hotel when someone passing asked Aaron a question. He mumbled some answer and we kept walking. I asked Aaron what happened. He said that it didn't register at the time but that the guy had asked him what time it was -- in Spanish. Even though we have learned the time in our Spanish class, and he knew the answer, he was just surprised and unprepared so he said he didn't know. Granted, Chicago has a large Hispanic population and Aaron fits in anywhere. It's just sad that we didn't make use of our new vocabulary...
We are better with beans. Here we are reflected in the shiny side of the millenium bean.
