Over six years ago, when I met my wife, I began learning Spanish. Most of my acquisition has come through talking with family and friends, parroting them, and from movies (mil gracias, Netflix Español y Pantaya) and music (if it were not for Natalia Lafourcade I wouldn’t have met my wife). So while I’m mildly conversational I’d still call myself functionally illiterate because the most taxing reading I’ve done to date in Spanish has been the occasional newspaper article and museum exhibit placard.
Today, I start the first book I’ll have ever read in Spanish.