My Spanish school. I.C.A. Unfortunately, I don't know what that stands for. It's on Avenida 19 technically in Zone 1, which is the safest, most downtown area. It's still a 10 walk to town. Note the perfectly shaped volcano in the background. We are surrounded by them!
The photo below is an extremely important area of the building: mugs, tea, coffee and on the other wall is an endless supply of purified water.
Below is our computer lab. Slow and old. That's how I'm feeling these days. It's good for a quick check of emails...which technically turns into a slow check of emails. None of the computers have a usb port either. Psyched to move into a place with wi-fi next week:)
Below is our library. Everything is on lock down, but once you put a deposit down and if you remember to ask the office to trade a book or borrow a Spanish grammar book, it's great. It's always a little dark, so unless it's sunny out, it's not the greatest place to hang. Good resource though!
The one thing I really like about the school is that it has a medical clinic in it, so there are always locals waiting inside to see the doctor. There is some mingling with the outside world. There are also artisans that come and make scarves, in the hopes that we will buy one. I chatted with a woman that was weaving a scarf last week and promised to buy one from her before I left Xela.
So, after five hours of Spanish a day, homework and studying, along with my crappy living situation, I'm feeling exhausted. Might to to move on Thursday, but only if I get a refund. Ah, life in Xela!