I’ve convinced my boss at Ogilvy PR Worldwide that Berlitz Spanish classes during my lunch hour are an appropriate way to spend down my “professional development” benefits. I do produce health care videos for Spanish audiences, sometimes, kinda, sorta.
In reality I’m trying to recapture the fluency of my youth. At seven I was a backseat driver in my father’s camper on a year-long road trip down the Pan-American Highway. I spoke Spanish so well I negotiated my dad’s release from jail a few times, or so the family stories go. Thirty years later and I butcher verb tenses. No problema, except that my husband and I are about to retrace that journey in our own camper. Reza por mí.
Follow this bonus-material blog and ride along on a one-year road trip that inspired the memoir The Drive: Searching for Lost Memories on the Pan American Highway. On sale June 13th. Pre order through the buy-the-book links at the bottom of the landing page on my teresabrucebooks.com website or here or here. Like The Drive’s Facebook page and tweet back at me @writerteresa.