Judging from the 100 yards of it I saw in Terminal D, Miami is a seriously bilingual town. I had lunch and a malaria pill in a Cuban-style restaurant, with decent food and diet maté soda! Lots of very fast Spanish being spoken, both in the restaurant and in the terminal. Of course, we are going to Quito, but it seems like everyone takes it for granted.
I didn't have too much trouble understanding what I heard, which is encouraging, considering I've never taken Spanish and I'm going to a country where I'll need it (although they call it castilleno). I reviewed my travel Spanish on the trip here, so maybe that helped.
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