At the moment, my other metric for the quality of my German is how often I understand when a stranger makes some quick casual comment. I still usually don't, but I picked up one today ("that cash machine is out of order") and even managed to reply.
I caught an early train back to Freiburg this morning from Paris, where I'd stayed over the weekend for what will be my last Touristic Adventure for a while. I saw all sorts of marvellous things --
- a neighbourhood full of streets named after mathematicians
- the France-England RWC semi-final, projected onto a huge screen behind the Eiffel Tower, in a thousands-strong French mob first attentive, then impatient, then sullen
- Van Goghs and Cézannes, in real life
- a high-end department store being ransacked by autumn-season-sale Paris crowds.
Bonus! insider travel tip: To avoid paying necessary surcharges, feign sleep when the train's ticket inspector passes your row.
2 comments:
I suppose you're looking forward to having a street named after you, then? :P Shall remember your insider's tip, thanks! And do continue with the frivolity - it's so exciting to read about. Although I suppose lectures and security and structure in such an exotic locale would also be exciting.
Off to alternately fall asleep write about the provenance of formations in the Taranaki Basin. Provenance is not the same as providence, as I informed Georg today (lucky for him - I don't know what the lecturer would have thought about the providence of marine deposits. Related to divine influences on mass gravity flows, perhaps?)
thanks for the insider tip!
Sounds like you're having a great time. I'm enjoying looking at your photos too (as another way of procrastinating).
Anyway, take care, and keep blogging! :)
Chu May
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