Baby Steps

Last week I had Chinese lessons every day from 9 a.m. to 12 p.m. This was pretty intense because it was one-on-one so there wasn't the distraction of other students. Despite the difficulty of learning Chinese (and this is the first language I've ever had to learn), I went from not knowing much, to knowing a little. I'm now comfortable enough to get into a taxi and tell the driver where I want to go and how to get there. Conversations around me have stopped sounding like a buzz that I usually just tune out and now sounds more like, "blablablablablablabla three blablablablabla went blablablablablabla friend blablablablabla there."

I suppose that's progress.