Way back, even before I was a boardgame geek, I was a languages geek.
I started learning German when I was 5, visited Germany on my own at 11 (I stayed with the family of my penfriend) and have been back several times since then. In the meantime, I took a year of French, 3 of Latin and 5 of Russian during high school, and I flirted with a couple of terms of Hungarian before I moved to Austria for a year to study. (Main outcome: I have a pronounced Austrian accent when I speak German).
Combine that with itchy, itchy feet (of the I-want-to-travel rather than the I-have-an-annoying-fungal-growth variety) and a stop at the discount bookshop on the way home earlier in the week, and the lure of a “French for travellers” CD was just too much for me.
I had to visit a client in the sticks yesterday – a 45 minute drive there and back – but my journey was enlivened by my new CD and cackles of laughter at the astonishing amount of fun I was having. When I picked my husband up for a lunch date, he didn’t know whether to laugh at me or have me committed.
Next stop? There’s an Italian CD in the same series. Or maybe I will find one that is a language course, rather than a talking phrase book.
Meanwhile, je suis fatiguée. Au revoir!