Staying at Ewa's parents place. It's nice here, I feel very welcome, despite barely being able to communicate with them. Ewa's dad has found a solution: to just talk to me in Polish anyway, whether I understand or not. Sometimes it's like a bad theatre rehearsal or something, he'll ask a question, I'll forget my line, he'll give me the answer. Like jak jest? *blank expression* dobrze. dobrze, dobrze!
Heading back to Krakow to start packing for our move tomorrow. Looking forward to the next month and getting back into some routines, working again, whenever my carta pobytu finally arrives.
