Frustration

My first week in Cartagena was pretty rough. I am the only student in the boy's dorm that can speak english. Their are a few girls and guy leaders that are able to but it's still hard. I read a book that said Colombian spanish was the easiest to understand... unfortunately the coastal region is where spanish is the sloppiest. During the worship times I have no clue what I am supposed to be singing or praying and in the class room I'm often lost. They have a translator but they fall behind making it impossible to actually understand what the teacher is trying to communicate. Everyone wants to include me in everything but honestly there are times were my brain is so fried I don't even feel like speaking spanish. I know God called me here but sometime that's easy to forget. I think he's just teaching me to lean on him more. Pray for me!