My first day in Europe five weeks ago was beautiful and sunny, and only now can I go outside without shoes again, but now I hardly want to as I am feeling weak. Is there anything worse than be sick and alone while on the road? I am thankful beyond words I have friends here that take care of me.
The Wiesenbarts have a ten year old daughter and it used to be that I had to speak German to her, which is always a good test of your proficiency as a kid has no middle ground; either she understands or doesn’t. Now she is learning some English in school and even at such a tender age she has learned to make a sweet indulgent smile as I try to make a long sentence in German while thinking about verb placement when I should be thinking of simply being intelligible.