Intensive English Course (IP1)

I studied at inlingua for 10 months in 2013. It was an amazing opportunity. Not just to learn English, but also a bit of everything. I met people from countries where I didn't even know where they were. I've learned from other cultures. I tried to enjoy every single activity the school provided.
I started at the lower level facility at the Gastown location. But from the third month on I went to the Granville one. Both campuses are great; Gastown is bigger and it's where all the counselors work. But Granville campus is in the heart of Vancouver.
And most importantly, my teachers were awesome. I tried General English until having enough English to move to the Business class. What an amazing class I had. I learned a lot, and for sure it will help me with my career in the future. I've added all my teachers on Facebook and I'm still in touch with them. I consider them just as much friends as all my classmates.
I loved the experience, the city, the trips, the school and the people.

Granville campus is situated in very noisy and dirty place of Vancouver called 'Downtown'. Classes are apparently designed for small children or teenagers with lacking free space. Teachers seem to be friendly and patient. By contrast, many students, at the average age of 22, act like spoiled children in a playground. Facilities were at an acceptable level and activities as well, even though I have never participated.
And what about housing? It was terrible to share a household with a family. They weren't able to cater for a normal bread and a butter. Although, I paid for a half board service, I used to get just dinner. There was nothing to find for breakfast, even though I pointed it out a couple of times. So, I was forced to arrange breakfast on my own, charging my budget. On top of that, they started consuming my stuff. Furthermore, they decided to sell a house by putting on open hours in unspecified time periods, which made me leave the house on demand.
Great housing service! The only form of respect I got was focused on my money!

And something positive!

I met only one teacher there (I mean a man as a teacher and a teacher as a man); an Iranian guy named Jacob.