With a Malaysia trip around the corner it is kind of hard to focus on writing Chinese characters, even though I know I should. I will commit the usual travelling mistake and pack some of my Chinese book in the hopes of me opening them in between the beach and the cocktail hour. I know I know, I’m yet to learn (I think that for me it will be a never-ending, sort of life-long learning process), but for some reason it feels better to pack them and drag them around than to leave them at home where they will only collect dust.
I’m a bit sad to leave my new uni as I enjoy my course so much. Most of my teachers are real great, and I’m so happy about my “class.” Last week a young, Chinese girl started talking to me and we agreed to meet later that afternoon for some language exchange. As we sat down at a café, it took about 10 minutes before a young, Chinese boy suddenly turned up:
“May I join you?”
I am 99,9% sure that the next time I meet with this young girl, we are going to be an even larger group of people. There are not so many foreign students at this uni and most of the Chinese students are keen to practice their English. Which is totally fine with me, as long as they agree to share the time and let me practice my Chinese when they are done.
Anyhow, now I better get ready for catching that car to the airport. Some photo posts will appear while I’m gone unless I locate a computer to blog from at Langkawi Island. As usual I’m travelling computer-free.