Francisco told me where to go, but it was nerve-wracking none-the-less. I brought the old one (which for some reason tells me it has no more space when I know there is nothing on it!) and said the following:
"Lo Siento, no hablo espanol. Necisitio un. . " and held up my old flash drive. She got the picture and let me pick from two, a 1gb and a 2 gb. I picked the 1 GB. She was also nice enough to turn the computer screen and show me the price rather than speak it. I have found being told a price very intimidating, and I often just hold out some money!
That was my brave move for the day, swimming will have to wait until tomorrow. . .
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