Well, I am 100% moved into my own flat and will start taking reservations for people who would like to come visit, need a place to sleep for a night, pit-stop... you know, the usual. I am slowly making the apartment my own, but since I did not bring alot I have to buy it here. Maybe I will improv and put some mud on the walls or something of the sorts. =)
Yesterday was such a great day. I went to the city center which is about a 15-minute walk from my place. I bought a Handy (or cell phone) and then went urban exploring for awhile. I came upon this Spanish Festival werer there was a band playing live Cumbias, Salsas, and Sambas. It was a lot of fun, but I think it was even funner watching all the people 'dance'. I, myself, wanted to bust a move, but I was a little self-conscious. Thinking about it now, I am angry with my self for not doing it. I mean come on, nobody knows me, nobody cares. What is this social boundary that keeps me in place??? I resolve to do something out of the ordinary each day (well, let's start with baby steps first)...each week in order to break myself out of this habit. So I listened to band, but not alone...oh, no. Since it was a Spanish Festival, people were making fresh Paella. I had to buy a plate and a glass of Sangria to go along with it. It was so delicious. I am still savoring it. I should again and see if they are still there. I want another plate!
Most of my evenings I have spent them reading outside in the garden. I share a garden with a Mansion, so you could imagine how gorgeous it is. It is fairly big; it has a pond and a couple of Willow Trees which are my favorite. So far, I have only met one of my neighbors. His name is Josef. He is 29 years old and is studying Computer Science at the University of Frankfurt. He does photography as a hobby and on Wednesday night over some beers and Red Bull with Vodka, he showed me his work and showed him some the stuff that I am currently working on. But I can't even compare my stuff to his; I just started and he has been doing this for about 10 years. Well, at least he said he would help me to improve. That's if I understood him correctly. I have been trying really hard to get back into the habit of speaking German and to improve my skills. So, I have requested from him to only speak German to me. I must say that I am quite impressed with how much I understand. But I get a little bit nervous when people put me on the spot and asked me to translate exactly what they have just said. It's scary. My brain right now is on overload. I am constantly speaking 3 languages at once. With the children I speak German and English, with Bernardo and Isabel I speak Spanish. I am always changing from one to another and it can be quite exhausting and challenging, but it is helping improve all of my languages.
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