My frustration lies within myself. Of course, I am limited. I never learned Spanish in high school. I studied French. I didn;t start learning the basics of Spanish (besides learning how to ask where the bathroom is) until recently, and only then by listening to Spanish language learning podcasts from Scotland. Hey! Don't knock Coffee Break Spanish. I've actually learned quite a bit from Mark and Kara as it turns out. So, I'm learning but I can only retain so much so fast and it's frustrating to me when I can't carry on a conversation past ordering a meal without significant pauses while I try to find my words. They're locked in there somewhere but slow to emerge right now. It's all about finding my words and for someone who seems to have a relative command of the English language it's incredibly defeating.
But, I'm doing it. And people are incredibly helpful, patient and thankfully not falling into English to help me out. I'm swimming in Spanish all day, every day even just as a casual observer. Sometimes it feels like I'm only one step above drowning - treading water. But at least my head is above water. And, you know what? The challenge is actually invigorating. I needed this. I really did.