On my third day of a total immersion language holiday, I suddenly feel a slight rebelliousness. I’ve paid good money to spend a week in Colombia improving my Spanish, yet I’m craving to hear some English before my head explodes. But no, it’s 100% Spanish from the time I eat breakfast with my host family to the moment I head for bed, my brain fizzing with new words and baffling subjunctive sentences. I quietly whisper a few comments in English to one of my three fellow students, then settle back into the studies. If you’ve ever thought about taking a language immersion holiday, I can thoroughly recommend it. I had a fabulous time in Colombia, although I can’t honestly say that my Spanish progressed immensely. My fault entirely, since I’ve failed to become fluent during three years of living in Chile, and an extra week was hardly likely to be the miracle cure. So, pick your destination carefully to ensure you enjoy a fantastic holiday as well as the mental challenge. My course was based in Bucaramanga, a small city in the Andes that’s billed as one of the safest and greenest in the country. Several factors make Colombia a good choice. The Spanish is pretty pure and clear, the people are warm, the weather is hot, and the cost of living is low. My course ran from Saturday to Saturday, but midweek flights are significantly cheaper, so I arrived early and paid for three nights in a hotel first.
When Saturday rolled around, one of the school staff members picked me up at my hotel and drove me to meet my host family, Yolanda and Hector Galvis Antolinez, and their son, Yeison. It felt weird moving into someone else’s home,but they made me extremely welcome, and Yolanda instantly fed me a late lunch before showing me their neighborhood. Yolanda gave me a running commentary as we strolled around, and at times the wave of words washed over me when I forgot to concentrate on listening. As she prepared dinner that evening, I fancied a glass of wine and started searching for the nearest supermarket on Google. Colombia isn’t a wine-drinking nation, and my hosts were teetotal, but Yolanda dug out a neglected bottle of Cabernet from a cupboard and poured some into a tiny sherry glass. It was terrible, and we laughed as we poured it down the sink with her confessing it had been open for at least two years. An unopened bottle appeared, and I poured a larger glass. Two hours later, Yolanda looked at me askance when I went for a refill.
A few days later, when we dropped in to visit her brother in a neighboring street, my Spanish was good enough to understand Yolanda describing her guest with the casual comment that I drank a lot! Cultural differences, that’s all. Sunday was an early start for a day trip to Panachi –an abbreviation for Parque en el Cañón del Chicamocha.This is the second-largest canyon in the world after the Grand Canyon, with 141 miles of valley carved out by a river. My companion for the day was David, a 78-year-old American man who wants to improve his Spanish since he has retired to Panama. Our guide Saul Aguilar took us on the impressive cable car that runs down one side of the canyon and up the other. Then he guided us around the museum, showed us a massive sculpture celebrating the fight for independence from the Spanish rulers, and took us to a coffee farm on the ride back home.
Iglesia San Laureano in the city of Bucaramanga, Colombia.
You can find total immersion language courses throughout the year for intermediate or advanced speakers. Mine was pricy at $2,397 a week, so most students tend to be older, with the time and money to invest in themselves. One student in his 90s has been back three times, and Saul told me he’s witnessed his progress from very slow to almost fluent.
During my week, I had lessons with two different teachers and shared them with just one other student to ensure maximum attention. Three hours a day sounds intense, but the lessons went surprisingly quickly. Then we were out and about, visiting museums, a coffee plantation, and a gem of an old colonial town called Giron. All the meals, refreshments, transport, and entrance tickets are included in the course fee, so you can travel without worrying about expenses. The only thing to worry about is making the most of the opportunity and not letting your brain rebel against something it needs to do. I could have asked for more corrections, taken better notes in the exercise book I was given, and studied the workbook more diligently. I could have concentrated more on what the guides and my hosts were saying, too, instead of sometimes forgetting to listen. Occasionally, I felt my Spanish was going backwards, once I realised how many mistakes I make and how much I still don’t know. At other times, you’re lulled into a false sense of progress, and you understand everything the guides or teachers say. Then they talk amongst themselves, and you remember that they’ve been speaking more slowly and clearly for your benefit. I generally understood 80% of the conversations if I focused, with facial expressions and mime filling in the rest. Besides, it’s only essential to understand every word if you’re doing something heroic like ziplining. I made sure I paid full attention then. In the classes, we learned new phrases and constructions, but will I remember and actually use them? That demands a serious effort, and we’ve already established that I’m lazy.
Saturday rolled around too quickly, and the day began with a hike up hill for breakfast with a view over the city. Then David and I participated in the final activity of a salsa lesson with Mariana, a cousin in our extended family. The salsa class was introductory since we were complete beginners, but Mariana’s excellent moves showed us how good we could be if we practiced for a few years. Just like my Spanish, really.
Tips for choosing a language immersion holiday:
Pick your level–You want to learn, but you also want to understand what’s being said, so be honest about your linguistic abilities.
Pick the correct country and city–good courses include plenty of activities, so choose a place you’re eager to see.
Size matters–look for a course where the classes are intimate. You won’t receive much attention in a class with 15 other students.
Age range–some courses are designed for specific age groups–functional if you don’t want to team up with older people like me!
Take your time-a week was far too short. I should have done two. Some companies will let you book for a whole year!
Lesley Stones is a former Brit who is now proudly South African. She started her career by reviewing rock bands for a national UK music paper, then worked for various newspapers before spending four fun-filled years in Cairo, where she ended up editing a technology magazine. A follow-the-sun policy took her to South Africa, where she spent years writing about IT, travel and leisure and being opinionated about life in general.
She’s now enjoying a new chapter in Santiago and stumbling along in Spanish. Her absolute passions are travel, theatre, the cinema, wining and dining.