Speaking Spanish with a Texas accent
Years ago a friend and I spent a summer traveling through Europe. We were free spirits. No hotel reservations for us! Before leaving the U. S. we bought EurailPasses, which allowed us to freely travel on trains throughout the continent. So, when we landed in Europe, we just took our backpacks and rode the rails wherever we wanted to go.
The last country we visited that summer was Spain. Our normal practice was to get off the train, leave our backpacks in left-luggage in the train station, and go out to explore on foot. But Spain was going through a terrorism scare that year, and the government had closed all baggage storage facilities because of a fear of bombs. So, we had no place to leave those heavy backpacks.
Somehow we were introduced to a missionary who had served in Spain for 25 years. He graciously allowed us to store our backpacks in his church.
Both my friend and I spoke Spanish, but we had never heard Spanish like this missionary spoke it. He was from Texas, and every word showed it. A quarter of a century in Spain hadn't gotten the Texas out of him one bit. Even if I had not spoken Spanish myself, just hearing this man speak the language would have told me where he was from.
Actually, though, his heavily Texas-accented Spanish was kind of endearing. It made my friend and me feel just a little less like strangers in a strange land.
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