I had my first German class today. The schedule was wrong and I showed up a half hour late, so I didn't learn very much. I did get complimented on how I said 'es ist acht uhr.' The woman teaching the class, Gertrude, offered to give me private lessons, since everyone else in the beginning class has studied German before. I think she saw the desperation in my face.
It's fun to start taking my first steps looking forward, instead of just focusing on all of the practical things that need to be done here before we move. (Although, now that I mention it, argh there is a lot!)
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