Day 4 of 5 of seeing the Polish guys (or, at least some of them at various times) in a row. We were going to have a picnic in the park, but, alas, it decided to rain. So, instead, I got a miniscule amount of work done before heading off to hang out at what is turning out to be my second home here in Copenhagen.
Somehow, Julia and I managed to once again spend 11 hours at their place. I don’t know how they/we keep managing that. However, for the first time in a while, I was at their place without learning anything new in Polish, unless you count “and”…I think my brain needed the break, though, after discovering that six (and all of its variants – sixteen, sixty, six hundred) is not fun to pronounce, and there is truth to 666 being the most evil number.
Highlights of the afternoon/night: Way too much food, as always. A nighttime walk. Learning to play the Swiss national card game, Jass. Talking about idioms, and also the impossibility of translating most of them.
I’ve decided the longer I’m in Copenhagen, the less I can speak English. Which doesn’t really make sense, as I’m not speaking any other language, not really…At least I can be fairly confident in my ability to write English. We took an English grammar test that Marcin A. had in a workbook...I did not get 100%, but I also decided that the book didn’t know what it was talking about until in one of its proper sentences it wrote something like “We’re waiting till she comes home”. I fixed it for Marcin, and then took the next test in the book and aced it quite easily (I blame the failure of the first test on the pressure of having people anxiously awaiting to find out if I knew my own grammar ;-D).
I think I am taking the best part of other cultures back home with me - food and card games!
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