Salamanca Spanish Course
Life in a campervan is a pretty close quarters experience. It is a small space. If there are two of you sharing it you come to know where to put yourself, when to sit, when to go out of the van, how to move around so that you don't spend your time falling over each other. After three weeks travelling in the van in Northern Spain Ian and I had got very good at it. We had also spent most of our waking and sleeping moments together so it was strange to hoist my rucksack onto my shoulder and turn my back on him to find the apartment which would be my home in Salamanca for a week while I did my Spanish course. Ian was going to drive home to Wales through Spain and France. I didn't watch him go. I was too busy wrangling my bags into the tiny lift. I had decided to do another intensive week in the hopes of boosting my Spanish. I seemed to have stalled frustratingly at a level where I could read quite well but struggled with speaking and l...