At least it wasn't a camera

I'm apparently rather well known - within the church I've been going to that is. The number of people who have now used the phrase "oh you're the English speaker!" is astounding. I drew enough attention to myself by coughing all the way through the service. I chatted to lots of people, who nearly all told me that my German is fantastic, and forced myself to drink what had been promised as a schwarze Tee. Supposedly the closest thing to British tea. It was not. My sister has posted some Tetley's though. I'm excited for a good brew. Yes, me of all people, excited for a brew. Who'da thunk it.
It must have been due to the weather and not wanting to stay indoors that I decided to go for a run on Sunday afternoon. See, I couldn't find a legitimate reason to spend time outside whilst being ill, but my logic suggested a run was OK. Don't question it. I thought it was a short run, Bregenz couldn't be big enough for a long run. It was nearly 3km. Not that short then.
It's been a good week. Classes have been quite easy. Even the class that drives me mental spoke up a little bit. Plus I had Thursday off this week too giving me a 4 day weekend. Nice, hein? 
Lots of people were round at Chris and Maria's for drinks and food on Tuesday etc. I arrived later than most by which time there were varying states of sobriety. My choice not to drink at all was greeted with a "Why are you here!!" Touching really.
I also went to house group again. This time it mostly a debate about a new church that has been set up recently and appears to be stealing all the youth. I say this, it got increasingly hard to follow. The more heated the debate, the more dialect they used and the faster they spoke. However, my list of vocab to look up was quite short at the end.
Thursday night everyone met up for drinks in Feldkirch. I managed to get to the train station before realising I didn't have my purse and having to trek back again. However, it did mean I ended up on the same train as Helen and her boyfriend. It was quite a competitive evening with table football and electronic darts. I turned out to be decent at the latter because the darts didn't need to stay in the board. Plus I'm fluky. Bonus. In all of this though, my phone fell out of my pocket into the sink. The screen is not at all happy about this. I should not own electronics. Not unless they can withstand falling in the bath like my old creative mp3 player. My phone is now sat in a bowl of rice. Some say this helps draw out the moisture. Fingers crossed it works!
As I stayed over in Feldkirch, I spent the day chilling in the sunshine with Drew and Xan when he wasn't at work. We really didn't do much, we sat on some swings in the park for ages, mooched, bought ice-cream and sat by the river. A very nice relaxed day. I finally went home about half 6. The fact that I had no idea where the train station is may have been part of this. My nose and left shoulder are a little pink now. Damn British skin. Pretty much as soon as I got home I got into my pyjamas and snuggled up watching TV shows. I had to go down and let Maral into the building which I was not impressed about. I was cosy!