Greek is difficult

Today was a relatively free day at work and didn’t have any emails coming in so I decided to start learning Greek, because well, why not?

I love languages and the culture behind each language. I feel the best way to really understand another’s culture is to immerse yourself into their language, their arts, their cuisines and so on. I have a problem with starting too many things and not really finishing anything, I feel sometimes my life is like a taster appetiser, where I try a lot of things but don’t really commit to a main dish. Maybe it’s because my passion tends to fade as quickly as it builds up.

Until today, I didn’t know that Greek was not a latin language, it’s hellenic and Greek is the only language that is hellenic. Their alphabets are quite confusing, I’ve spent a good two hours today trying to read the words, simple words and haven’t gotten around to reading it, yet. I’m ok at languages, I guess it helps that I speak two languages fluently and a few others, though I cannot speak it, my understanding capabilities is pretty ok.

I usually use the app duolingo, I’ve used it for Spanish and French, but I have some background in Spanish (which isn’t a difficult language to learn in my opinion, nor pronounce) and French so maybe that’s why touching up in these two languages isn’t difficult and it’s quite fun. Greek on the other hand, maybe I need more than just a basic app to help me read the language and better understand it. I don’t even understand the audio, when the lady pronounces the word for me to repeat it. It’s quite bizarre.

However, I am determined and within a month, I will speak basic greek. I think I will use the down time I have at work at the moment to my advantage and also touch up on my spanish, french and arabic, because I just want to. Let’s see how I progress. 🙂

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Ford Thunderbird

Gosh, I love vintage cars. 

I saw the beauty in the featured image as I was on my way to get lunch. It caught my eye from across the street and I’ve spent all morning trying to figure out what car it is. 

Finally, after much research, I have uncovered it to be a Ford Thunderbird 1955 model. It felt like such an accomplishment, safe to say my efforts paid off. 

One of the reasons I really want to go to Cuba is because, from what I have seen, it feels as thought you’ve gone back in time to the 50s. It’s like the movie, back to the future and everything is “vintage” 

Here’s a photo of Havana I have found from the internet: 

Really beautiful isn’t it? One of my friends went not too long ago and loved it. I’m curious to see if I would be brave enough to go. I shall not be afraid. 

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