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040<br />
ON THE TOWN: CANCUN<br />
Word Play<br />
SPANISH LANGUAGE SCHOOLS<br />
IN THE RIVIERA MAYA MIX<br />
A LOT OF LEARNING<br />
WITH EVEN MORE FUN.<br />
BY JACQUELINE DETWILER<br />
WE’RE SEATED IN AN OPENair<br />
tiki hut at Solexico Playa<br />
del Carmen (www.solexico.<br />
com/playadelcarmen), an idyllic<br />
language center located in a<br />
breezy garden just blocks from the beach. It’s not the<br />
most scholastic of locations, but I know I won’t get<br />
distracted—Israel is my private tutor, and he seems to<br />
know what he’s doing. For the next hour, while most of<br />
the other students are away touring the local ruins, he<br />
has the unenviable task of teaching me Spanish.<br />
Learning Spanish has long been a goal of mine (one<br />
I apparently share with much of the English-speaking<br />
world—it’s the top educational goal on 43things.com,<br />
a lifetime to-do list website). But with little time for<br />
classes back home, it seemed unattainable—that is,<br />
until I discovered schools in Riviera Maya that had the<br />
genius idea of combining language learning with something<br />
everybody can find time for: a vacation.<br />
A few days before I met Israel, I started my educa-<br />
GO MAGAZINE OCTOBER <strong>2009</strong><br />
“We’re going to start with a<br />
verbal exam,” my instructor,<br />
Israel, says in Spanish. His<br />
mouth is moving, but the<br />
only thing I truly understand<br />
is this: It’s about to get ugly.<br />
tional adventure at International House Riviera Maya (www.ihrivieramaya.<br />
com), a combination school, hotel and community center two blocks from<br />
Playa del Carmen’s café-studded Avenida Cinco. When I arrived, polyglots from<br />
Italy, the US, Mexico and Spain were milling around in the courtyard, drinking<br />
coffee and conversing in Spanish (too bad I couldn’t understand a word—yet).<br />
Before long, I was sitting in an introductory language class with three Italians<br />
learning the answer to ¿Como te llamas? (answer: Me llamo Jacqui) and writing<br />
down every Spanish word I’d ever heard. I had so much fun getting to know<br />
the students in the class that I couldn’t wait to meet more people—and practice<br />
what I’d learned—at one of the afternoon activities, which ranged from cooking<br />
and Latin dance classes to scuba diving instruction.<br />
While I felt pretty comfortable in my beginner class at the International<br />
House, I was out of my league at El Bosque del Caribe (www.cancun-language.<br />
com.mx), a language school in a repurposed Cancun hacienda that offers a<br />
combination package with intermediate or advanced Spanish lessons and scuba<br />
diving certification. My class consisted of using a book of handouts (instead of<br />
“See spot run,” it was “Learn what Carlos does at el universidad”) and cracking