A Spanish Sandwich

I just walked for three hours with a Nicaraguan lady. She is my only Spanish speaking contact in the great town of Sandwich but she speaks so fast that most of what I did was nod and laugh and continue on. By the end of our long walk my Spanish was moving well enough again that I led a bunch of the conversation, but wow, how rusty I am.

We talked about how her grandkids don’t like to speak Spanish to her. She was sad in a comical kind of way.

Anyhow, I just thought I’d let you all know that though I live in the middle of no where I have found the only person nearby who speaks Spanish.