Jared Romey

Suffering a typical 9-5 existence, my foray into lunch-hour Spanish shook up my mundane life. I quit my job, stopped by briefly to school, and then left the US…for 14 years. Early stumblings in real-world Spanish taught me that a *cola* isn’t just a soft drink, *bicho* doesn’t always mean a bug, and *boludo* may be heartfelt or middle-finger felt. Nine countries, three startups, two bestsellers and a Puerto Rican wife later, I’m still confounded by how many Spanish words …