Immersion

Barcelona dwarfed Madrid again: 3-1; but it could have been 3-0 or 5-0.

There is this small English pub -very English- in a hidden, lovely corner of Muswell Hill. It's been ages since the last time I was there. A group of Catalan Spaniards is in the pub for the game; I did not recognized their accents first, but soon enough they talk to each other in Catalan. "They come here twice a year for the Barca-Madrid game", the pub boss tells me.

The game is on and passion lightens up their hearts in fire. "Vamos, pa'lante", "Joder, tioooo, tarjeta yaa".

The problem with linguistic immersion is that works fine as long as you don't have to breath. But Life is all about breathing and, then, you will tend to speak the language you feel more comfortable with.

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