Whilst I was walking home, I ducked into a shoe store because I wanted a pair of leather boots. Sales are ending soon, so most stores have just reduced everything again (yay for me). I found a pair, and again the price didn't break the bank, so they're now mine.
Dropped everything at home, then walked to the station to get the tram to uni. There had been an accident between Peixetto and Doyen Brus, so we had to get bussed to uni. I had translation again, this time from english to french, which was much harder. Today though, we were only correcting the exam from last semester so it was fine, we didn't really have to do much. We've made more friends in translation and discovered there are several Americans in our class. One french girl, whose name escapes me at the moment, sits with us and she helps us with corrections and everything. Her english is almost perfect with an American accent! Most people here, when they speak english, have either an American or English accent. It's funny to listen to them talk. The translation class is kind of like school in a way. There's a cool group who all sit and hang out together and smoke together. There's the smart, nerdy, but cool kids who sit together. We're kind of exempt from groups though as we're international and everyone doesn't mind sitting with us because our english is perfect lol.
I had to rush home from uni because the electrician was coming to fix some lights in our house. He never showed! But, I spent the time going over subordinates again and cooking pork steaks for dinner!
Our front door
Perfect English?
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