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I'm translating some of my posts to German so I can get a bit more practice with the language.

Mein Gott, die Kinder! 2 Jahre alten La ist so ärgerlich, wenn sie für immer gehen "Neinnnnnnn, neinnnnnn, neinnnnnn 'in einer schrecklichen Stimme weinerlich, wenn etwas nicht ihren Weg zu gehen. Lu ist nur unwesentlich erträglicher, aber er immer noch dumm irritierende Dinge wie Springen auf meinem Bett in grobe Socken, fragen mich immer, was ich tue oder was etwas ist, zu berühren und meine Sachen die ganze Zeit. Sein Englisch Wortschatz ist ziemlich fortgeschritten für sein Alter, aber ich bin immer so krank Anhörung "Und was ist das hier 'oder' Aber ich will nicht." Er ist nur 3 aber so dass ich denke, ich sollte ihm etwas Spiel geschnitten. Das Links-Rechts-Seite die Entwicklung des Gehirns / Konnektivität oder was auch immer besser, der Grund, warum diese Kinder so sind, Schmerzen in den Hintern.

Nun sind beide Kinder weinen, nachdem die Mutter hatte nur eine seltene Folge, wo sie tatsächlich auf sie schrie. Ich bin froh, weil sie nicht oft genug meiner Meinung nach nicht schreien oder Disziplin. Der Vater ist noch schlimmer, scheint es, dass er lässt nur diese Kinder tun was auch immer.

Other than the kids, everything else is pretty much good. We are staying at such an incredible hotel with the most amazing food. Sausages, scrambled and boiled eggs, freshly squeezed orange juice, omelettes, crepes, Nutella, cereal, fruit, yoghurt, bread, hams, cheeses, and so much more food at the breakfast buffet! After being starved in France, I can barely control myself here. The lunches are also buffets, and in the afternoon there is an unlimited selection of cakes, snacks, and hot treats. Then at dinner things get really crazy. Salad buffet, cheese buffet, kids buffet, unlimited ice cream buffet, often 5 course dinner for the adults. Yesterday was the gala dinner which was a crazy 7 course feast. They have a pretty awesome water park too here. I hope we aren't going to the pool tonight (we have been going every night with the kids and I hate washing/blowdrying my hair every single day).

Last night the parents and I met up with one of A's colleagues and his wife after dinner at the bar, and we talked until 12am. They all made a real effort to speak English whilst I was there, and we actually managed to hold quite decent conversations. I really think that after this gap year, my conversational/social skills with strangers will improve so much. I think some of the adults got a bit tipsy towards the end because they all had quite a few drinks. The dad walked up to the 24/7 baby buffet and asked 'What's for dinner? Mmm spaghetti Bolognese.' even though it was 12am. And the look on the mum's face when he said that was so funny. She just went, 'What?? Dinner?' in this really incredulous tone of voice. It sucked that after only one drink, this cough medicine tasting Italian liquor, I'd gone bright red. Damn those Asian genes. I've had nice conversations with the dad over meals about piano and school and university and career paths. All in all, the parents are nice, but I am still getting to know them. Although I'm already closer to them after a week than I ever was with the French parents, Pascale and N.

Oh and by the way, just remembered that I had this WTF conversation with Pascale the night before I left:

P: Before you leave, I'd just like to let you know something my mother and I were discussing when she was here.
Me: Yes?
P: My mother felt that sometimes you were a bit rude because you would leave us during dinner without saying a word, or you would only say goodnight to me but not to her. I don't know, maybe you were shy or you didn't want to disturb us. Actually I don't think you were shy, I just think you didn't notice.
Me: Um, I don't really recall doing that, and I wasn't here for many dinners.
P: Oh, but I remember you doing it a couple of times. Anyway, just thought you should know that it's best to always say something before you leave at dinner, so you don't do the same thing with the new family in Germany.

God. What is wrong with Pascale and her mother? First of all, I don't even remember not saying a word. I'm not that rude or unaware of my surroundings. I reckon Pascale giving me and Al smaller serving portions than everyone else at the dinner table is a whole lot ruder. I always said goodnight or bye to Pascale, and I remember saying 'bonne nuit' or smiling to the grandmother. Secondly, I probably only ate like 2 dinners with the family in total during the week the grandmother came to visit! And why can't a grown, 60 or 70-something year old woman confront me about this herself if it offends her so much? She knows my French is good enough to hold a basic conversation with her. If I could conduct a conversation about the French president having an affair entirely in French with the grandmother, surely we could also converse about my supposed 'rudeness' in French also. And the fact that she had to 'discuss' this with Pascale is truly sad.

I'm proud of myself anyhow for being more assertive over the past couple of years. I think in a strange way changing schools really raised my confidence level up a lot more because I was out of my comfort zone in a larger school than what I'd been used to. I'm glad I confronted Pascale about my work hours. So many people think that I'm shy, but in all honesty, I'm not actually as shy as many people think. There's a difference between being shy and being reserved/introverted, and I'm glad Pascale emphasised that she didn't think I was shy. And shame on that grandmother that she couldn't stand up to or confront a 17 year old when something about my behaviour was bothering her. As Al pointed out, what a random and strange thing to tell me the night before I'd be leaving.