We took the kids to the park that looks over the Sagrada Familia last night for our Sunday evening stroll.
But I have to face the reality that in some areas of culture, I'll always struggle to adjust. Spaniards will always sound like they have a lisp to me.
I cannot understand their persistence in this.
But I've given in for the sake of language acquisition. I have one now too.
I really don't think I'll ever overcome my awkwardness at the moment of the cheek kiss though. With ladies, sure, it's like a chic hug. But when a dad from Silas's class leans in, I still feel shocked. Like a strange man just kissed me.
Because he did.
He really did.