Day Nine - Change

That photo was the first abandoned building I went into to take pictures, Montreal.
I'm devoid of interesting facts or observations today. I sprained my ankle in gym when a Spanish kid rushed the goal and I attempted to block him from scoring.

It's really quite interesting because I can't speak to three fourths of the kids in that class but we somehow find a way to communicate and understand each other. It's cool, it reminds of this time I had in Montreal. Or just outside of it.
The people I was staying with took me to their friend's house, and they spoke not a word of English, however the guy and I still talked. He apparently thought i was interesting so he beckoned me to his workstation, pulled up Google Translate, and we talked for hours.

Amazing how humanity prevails, even when you can't understand the words that come out of eachother's mouths.