The joys of learning another language.

My language course got off to a bit of a bad start on Monday morning when there was a mix up and I was put in the wrong class. This class were six weeks in and when I joined they were learning to count to twenty. All they had learned was the French I could remember. So I had Lorna (my cousin, boss and landlord) come down and kick some major Swiss arse. The end result being I started my class again yesterday with more bloody verbs, but at least they’re practical bloody verbs. I even get homework.
What’s funny about the class is that there are six of us and we’re all from different countries. The one language that we don’t speak is the one language that we’re all there to learn. But that’s good, because it forces you to speak in French. The guys in the class are a good laugh, and they have a very good grip of the language. The reason for that is that they have all been here between one and three years. I haven’t even been here for two weeks.
I have also started to watch more TV in French to help me improve. Trouble is that the programs are ever so slightly crud, so I find myself watch CSI, Prison Break and Numb3rs.

As I said I’ve been here for nearly two weeks and haven’t even mentioned the food. It’s ace.
There are these amazing buffet-esque restaurants with loads of different styles of food that you can pick from. For example yesterday I went to one (sadly I can’t remember it’s name, but it should be called “Nous Servons La Nourriture Étonnante”) and had pasta. For this you hand someone a glass of pasta and while that’s boiling you pick what you want to go in it. Then that’s fried, a sauce of your choice added and then mixed with the pasta. It’s great. Pretty much the same thing happens with the pizzas.
I’ve been to a couple of these eateries and I want to know why there isn’t anything of this style in the UK, especially when the we has a broad range of food to choose from. Of course, that’s not to say that the Swiss don’t, they just haven’t got much seafood.

And I got my bike yesterday too and it’s smashing! I cycled it back from the shop and had great fun. The journey was a bit hilly (with REAL hills) but all good. I’m taking my charge to her horse-riding lesson today, which will be very interesting. The one good thing about me having not been on a bike for a few years is that cycling on the other side of the road isn't messing me with my brain too much.

Anyway, I must go and pack for my long journey home tomorrow. Actually, thanks to some amazingly cool people my journey is being cut down hugely once I get back to Edinburgh. They know how they are and thanks once again to them.

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