5/3/13 – Mirasierra

You can see how the barrio got its name – you can literally mira the sierra, and on a beautiful day like today, the view is amazing. I, however, felt rather less than amazing, as I could barely speak, my tonsils feeling like painful golf balls in my throat. I struggled through primero of bachiller, in which I had to croakily  interview students about the Hobbit. My second teacher took a look at me and excused me from class, and so I hung out in the boiling staffroom until it was time for me to hoarsely stumble my way through a powerpoint about iconic British women. Big mistake.

I managed to get through my 3 hours of private class without totally losing my voice, but the day ended with the realisation that like it or not, I was ill.

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