I feel fortunate that online pub The Bold Italic let me run wild with another local idea and that they once again paired me with such great graphic talent. Onto the story as I pinch myself…
Two days after returning to San Francisco from a vacation in Barcelona (SF’s newest sister city!) I am sitting in Spanish class for the first time in eight years. I got through college and a few years of adult life without needing to know a second language, but the frustration of not being understood while abroad finally had me realize that it was time to learn Spanish.
Luckily, short of El Paso and a few other cities, I’m hard pressed to think of places that offer as many public resources en Español than San Francisco. I don’t have valid excuses in a city with so many individuals and retailers communicating in Spanish to not learn the language. Aside from pride, that is. I frequently feel embarrassed just trying to order at El Metate in my Midwestern accent.
After my trip, I become convinced that the best way to overcome my Spanish-language shyness is total immersion. I want to start dreaming, understanding, even swearing in the language, and the sooner the better. I set out to create a Spanish-speaking experience at home in SF by finding a language school in my neighborhood, taking yoga en Español at my local studio, and eating at places where I can practicing rolling my r’s.


















