Walk the Talk

My wildly popular ability to speak English as a first language is filling my social calendar and my wallet, and putting a surprising amount of miles on my shoes.

My lovely chain of connections around Oviedo continues to grow one link at a time. B introduced me to a friend of hers who wanted an English reading partner for her 12-year-old daughter, filling my Thursday evenings. That friend in turn introduced me to another friend who wanted a reading buddy for her 5- and 7-year-old kids, a job for Tuesday evenings. I also met her 18-year-old niece who wanted an English conversation partner, so now we have a standing Friday morning date for our tandem (We take turns speaking in Spanish and English so we both get to practice). This past week B introduced me to a friend of hers from her English course who also wanted to do a tandem, which we've agreed to do Tuesday and/or Thursday mornings.

Thanks to these tandems, I spend a LOT of time walking around Oviedo. We wander around downtown, stroll through Parque San Francisco, follow the running path in Parque de Invierno. Hours upon hours of walking through Oviedo in all its hilly glory.

Now, to top if off, my newest link found out I love to hike and connected me to a friend of hers who is part of a local hiking club. They go into the mountains every other Sunday for 6-8 hours treks. I'm going to try it out for the first time this coming Sunday. I strongly suspect it's going to kick my butt, but I suppose that's the price I pay for the wine... the baguettes... the chorizo... the bizcocho... the Friday cookies...