Tagged: French

New York City – German Nearly Official US Language

Big Beaver Diaries / New York City 2014

August 16, 2014

New York City – German Nearly Official US Language

German Nearly Official US Language. August 16. Imagine… It was close. German Nearly Official US Language. Imagine how different the world would be today had that been the case. Think of the wars… I was told recently that the United States of America had a vote when the country was being formed as to which language they would speak in the country; English or German. There were nearly as many German immigrants as English at that time. A language vote...

San Cipraino to Bogota: Jungle Waterfalls and the Appalling French

Big Beaver Diaries / Colombia 2014

July 16, 2014

San Cipraino to Bogota: Jungle Waterfalls and the Appalling French

San Cipraino to Bogota: Jungle Waterfalls and the Appalling French. July 16. I made friends with an American named Eric who was raised in Switzerland from the time he was 4 until he was 12. Swiss-German was his first language that he was fluent in and he attended a Swiss-German school during that time. His family went back to the U.S. when he was 12 where he enrolled in an English speaking school. Three years later when he was 15...

Popayán to Cali: Hanging Out With a Stoner

Big Beaver Diaries / Colombia 2014

July 14, 2014

Popayán to Cali: Hanging Out With a Stoner

Popayán to Cali: Hanging Out With a Stoner. July 14. Maartje! I just want you to know that I am pretty high right now. I am in Cali. I am not sure the last time I smoked pot. Maybe in November. I was bored and I needed a weird adventure. Now I am stuck with ‘high me’ who is never very smart. That is why I hardly ever smoke pot. I am not sure why people would ever constantly want...

Sucre: Unilingual Moron Near Brain Implosion

Big Beaver Diaries / Bolivia 2014

April 29, 2014

Sucre: Unilingual Moron Near Brain Implosion

Sucre: Unilingual Moron Near Brain Implosion. April 29. It has been a long time since I used my brain. Today all that changed. I had my first Spanish lesson. It was three hours of driving a language into a muscle that has been on autopilot for about four years with no new heavy lifting in the meantime. It is amazing how much the action of shaking up the language section of my brain alters my whole mind. Weird sentences from...

Argentina 2014 / Big Beaver Diaries

April 10, 2014

Buenos Aires Meat Meet Party

Buenos Aires Meat Meet Party. April 10. It was a casual one, and I was not out of the house until it was dark, which always makes me feel shitty. We went to the butcher shop at about 8pm and bought a lot lot of meat, some vegetables, some bread and came back to have a ‘parilla’ (barbecue) for about 12 people. We were planning a Buenos Aires meat meet party. I was informed that as a man I would...