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お世話になったミリアン先生
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First of all, the reason why I ended up travelling around Central and South America for over a year was because of the Spanish schools I heard about in Los Angeles. A Japanese guy who I met at a hotel told me that there are many Spanish Language Schools with cheap tuition in Guatemala, and if they study there for a month or so, everybody will be able to speak Spanish fluently. That's very fascinating, I thought. Thus, I decided to go to Guatemala via Mexico. Mexico was the first Third World I experienced. It was chaos with the mysterious ruins, poverty, the medieval European civilization, and the neighboring country, America's influence all together. It was the end of October '90 when I entered Guatemala. When I made down to this point, I felt relieved finding scenery which somewhat resembles the one of Japan in old days.
Antigua Guatemala, where the school was located, is an old city next to Guatemala city. It is located on the foot of Volcan de Agua, a volcano which is about as high as Mt. Fuji, and it is quite a highland. There remained old churches and gardens wrecked by the earthquake, and those were creating an indescribable obsolete atmosphere. Indians in this area open a market on weekends at the central town square, and many tourists visit there. I assume that's why they built so many Spanish language schools for foreigners here. All these schools offered man-to-man lessons. Classes could be chosen freely, but most of the time, they were held for 4 hours in the morning. Home stay program was also available as an option. The rent was cheap. It was about 10,000 Yen for a week including 3 meals a day on weekdays. ( Although this is a large amount of money in Guatemala.)
While traveling Mexico, although I had mastered minimum conversation skills, I had frustrations with communication difficulties. (I wanted to talk to girls!) I decided to study Spanish extensively for 6 weeks here (in Guatemala). There were many kinds of teachers, and they did not speak Japanese, not even English. At the home that I stayed, my life was all Spanish. How could people learn a language in that kind of situation? It is very strange, but they could work it out. The tip is to choose a good teacher. To exchange this kind of information, I often went to a Japanese restaurant (! Yes, it was there.). Since the Japanese people who travelled all over the world were hanging out there, I could hear many interesting stories. I went to two schools, one in the morning and the other in the afternoon, and I asked for female teachers if possible. (I could make myself motivated to talk this way.)
On weekends, I visited neighbor villages, did shopping at the market, and climbed Volcan de Aqua with people who I got to know. Guatemala is well-known for colorful ethnic costumes, and each village has a different design. It is fun to imagine how gorgeous the Maya civilization would have been.
Because of good teachers and a good host family (although I still don't know what my host father's occupation was.), my Spanish had improved enough to go out on a date by the time I was about to leave this place(?). As a result, my travel was destined to expand to Central and South America.