SubscribeThree Language Daze
March 29, 2007 at 7:14 p.m.
Every time I see my friend Miguel, I know I'm going to wake up the next day with a headache.
It's not his fault. I just can't switch languages fast enough. Every time I see him, it means I'm speaking three languages in one day.
Miguel is a Spaniard and fluent in Italian, so I usually try to speak as much of la bella lingua with him as possible. Now that there's a group of Venetian girls studying in Dalian, I'm getting more practice, since some of them don't speak English.
I'm ...
