Learning a foreign language in-country is easier… not by osmosis, but because you make mistakes you’ll never make twice. Like the time I asked the old lady how old she was when I meant to ask the age of her dog. Or the time I thanked my landlord for the eggs when I meant to say grapes. The look on his face told me I’d blundered, but then he just laughed and figured it out.
Walking away I smacked my palm to my forehead! Duh! Eggs… I meant grapes! Uova vs Uva.
I have story after story like this. At this rate I should be fluent in a century. :) That’s cool I plan to be alive then, too.