Spencer Jones, a blogger for the Travel Noire website, talks about her experience as a student in Cuernavaca, Morelos, Mexico.
I was a student at Ursinus College in 2007 when my Spanish professor asked me, “Would you like to study abroad in Mexico this summer?”
My reply was an instant yes, without giving any thought to what my parents would say, or exactly how I would finance the trip.
As a Spanish major, studying abroad in a Spanish-speaking country would be advantageous, and I was excited to immerse myself in a foreign culture. The group consisted of my professor, who, coincidentally, was from Mexico herself, her husband, her daughter, and five of us students.
After flying to Mexico City, we drove to Cuernavaca, “the city of eternal spring,” some miles south of the capital. It was home to Cuauhnáhuac, the oldest Spanish language school in the city, and we had class Monday through Friday.
Our itinerary consisted of language workshops and cultural excursions, allowing us to apply our Spanish to real-life situations. Whatever time was left we could use at our discretion, and naturally, being 19 or 20 years old at the time, meant socializing whenever possible. The way we saw it, knowing how to order a cocktail in Spanish, and how to make a pass at an attractive local was integral to the experience.
Source: Travel Noire
