As a completely random piece of information, this is my mouse. He is called Charlie. His name is a recent discovery which only came out after dropping it. He lost an ear in the process and before I knew it "there, there Charlie" had escaped my lips.
I'm settling in nicely to Bregenz, meaning I can now find my way around town, to and from the schools/other important places without use of a map. I have yet to make a full exploration of the place though. Despite having a 3 day weekend, I had a few dates with my French YA (year abroad) essay. I shut myself away and worked away like a busy little bee. It's now in the proofing stages. Someone kindly pointed out that I was missing some vital information (I don't need to mention who's in power when discussing Quebecois nationalism in a political context, right??) so that needs fixing. The deadline is a week away so I have plenty of time.
Politics is seemingly topic of the month. I've been asked to prepare classes on the British system. Not my strongest subject and I doubt "The LibDems are sell outs" will cut it really.
Yesterday was quite a pleasant day. I only had a little bit of work to do you see. I went to church in the morning. It was much as I expected until they got the little children up to the front. They did a little activity and then started to sing a song. True, it was about God loving every child in every country, but it was really rather racist. You can read the lyrics for yourself here. That aside it was very nice. A young woman came up to me after the service and chatted away, introduced me to people, showed me where the tea and coffee is and invited me to a house-group. Should be a good way to meet people and practise my German. She was very nice and told everyone that I speak "super Deutsch." Yay!
I've also contacted 2 people also doing teaching assistantships in the area and hopefully will be meeting up with them in the near future.
I've just realised the title sounds like the nuns are a bit dubious. They aren't. They seem like very lovely women. It's how I'd imagine having a few grandma's around is. They cluck over me a little, always asking how I am. I spotted one knitting in the office. Nothing like Sister Act I'm afraid.
I've also chatted to a few other people here in the internat. Just to put it out there, are all Moldovans called Viktor? I'm spotting a pattern.
Anyway, my To-Do list for today is quite long and I have a class later...
