I Bet We're Beating You.
Some people claim that weather isn't a race, that it's something natural and not something to compete about. That's only because they're losing. The fact of the matter is, here in the Pacific Northwest, we're done with winter. And spring. In fact, we're done with summer, too. I know because last week I was able to sit on the dock and have a beer and had to shield my eyes from a strange yellow brightness in the sky. But now it's winter again.
Neener-neener. Losers. :)
You Can Take The Europhile Out Of Europe ...
As it turns out, you can take me out of Europe, plop me down, let me sit for approximately five months, come back, and discover that I am, surprisingly, still breathing. :)
I may be complaining, however. But before I begin on what might amount to a Trader Joe's shopping list of culture shock issues I've been experiencing, or feel I ought to have been experiencing... it is true. I exist, even live, in the USA again. Yes, I am slowly adjusting to everyone around me speaking English, and the fact that if I want to live here, I'll have to work. I would recommend monitoring your child's school teachers, particularly if they happen to be taking a physics class next year. Consider it a friendly warning.
Look for more. I have internet access and keyboards without craziness like '
ř', 'ů', and 'ç'. I'll be unstoppable, immune to every obstacle but distraction, impatience, laziness, homework, working, ill-temper, and beer. Unstoppable, I say!
