This is (part of) my bookcase. Started learning French
when I was in high school, started learning Italian when
I lived in Paris. And in Spain, many years ago, I lived in a small
fishing village with other hippy types (mostly from the U.S.,
Britain, and the Netherlands)—I still remember being SO proud
when I went to the butcher shop, asked for "hamburguesa
por me y sobras por los perros"—and actually got what I wanted.
Recently began learning the language for real (espero).