Defining the title term, that I coined to describe the experiances Ana and I had:
the thrill of finding out the spanish word for sidewalk
oohing at the connection between the pomegranates all over a city and finding out that the name of the city means pomegranate in spanish
straining ears towards tv, movies, and radio eagerly trying to catch what is being said
noticing the different ways things can be said
smiling to yourself when you hear another American on the street or in a store, speaking worse spanish than you
at the end of the say recalling what words you learned in a day
reading a word you're heard used, and having that momement when it all clicks
laughing as you hear american slang making it's way into spanish slang, "no tienes que flipou!"
