Spanish Lesson Ala Texas State Parks

I haven't been blogging and I miss doing so. Our 11-person family trip to Israel filled my head with too many ideas, thoughts and I haven't fully processed them as yet. It was a wondrous trip. Now, Paul and I are continuing our trek cross country via our RV and now sit in the "bottom" of  Texas, in one of our favorite places; Falcon State Park. On the map it sits close to the banks of the Rio Grande just west of Roma.

 It has been warm and sunny for a change, and the park staff and volunteers offer a full load of daily activities. Today, I bravely attended a Spanish lesson, that has been ongoing for weeks. I went, I learned and I actually used my very rusty Spanish, even surpassing the abilities of the long-time students and completely surprising myself. I did need some help of course but felt good. The lesson began with a song session; we practised the pronunciation of the words and then a 5 person group of staff members with 2 guitars helped us sing the melody. What fun. I am sharing an image of the these generous folks, donating their time to help us, joyfully and with enthusiasm.  What fun it was. 

We planned to leave tomorrow, but after such a warm welcome (our 7th stay in this park) got the yen to sign up another week.  It's always a challenge for us to stay put more than a week or two.  Paul heartily agreed and we are ready for more activities, A music jam (I will sit in the back quietly and strumb my Uke, study more Spanish, attend lectures, and films including Viva Zapata--made in 1951 and covering the rich history of Roma and this area, while socializing with many wonderful folks. Con mucho gusto.