When I was living in Spain, my Spanish was good but I still felt like an outsider.
At parties, I'd stand there understanding most of the words but completely missing what people were actually saying.
One awful night of nodding and smiling through conversations I didn't really get, I'd had enough.
I stopped drilling grammar and started learning slang. The real, colourful phrases Spanish people actually used with each other.
It changed everything.
Suddenly, I wasn't just in conversations; I was part of them. I got the jokes. I felt like I belonged. And honestly? It was the most fun I'd ever had learning a language!
That's what I want to give you over the next 21 days.