I don’t claim fluency, I never will, but I can get around in the language. It has helped me stay employed for decades and has enriched my life.
Anyway, 1980, age 21, my family was in self-destruct mode. Very unpleasant.
My father said to me one day, “Why don’t you get out of the house for awhile.” It really was time.
I went back to him later with the info and said, “write a check for this school in Mexico, and I can be gone for a long time.”
He did, and off I went.
I would come back and live in the house briefly after the return but didn’t stay long.
It started a lifetime of trips to Mexico, Cuba, Spain, and others, as I could afford them. After the first check for the school in Mexico, my father wouldn’t pay no more. lol