Three out of my last four spanish classes have been held outside. We mosey into the Arbor in a big group and congregate in a circle, taking off our shoes and getting comfortable on the grass. The weather is lovely, especially between 1 and 1:50, and my teacher conducts class in a most informal manner. Today we finished the day's presentations, and having 20 mins left in class, we played a moderately clean version of 10 Fingers in broken spanish. The Arbor is swiftly becoming my favorite spot on campus, and this is by far my favorite quarter of spanish.