Nie mówię po polsku

"It is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk

 that keep the darkness at bay. Small acts of 

kindness and love."

Gandalf, The Hobbit

So the two weeks I have been here I have run into a few people who have been speaking Polish to me (surprise, right?). It’s been in the supermarket or on the streets. So I figured there was one sentence I had to learn because not all these people speak English, so sometimes you just feel stupid walking around saying “sorry” all the time. So I’ve learnt to say “I don’t speak Polish” in Polish. And today when I was walking home from work an old man was talking to me, and because he probably was around 80 I figured that he definitely didn’t speak English. So when he asked me something I used my newly learnt to perfection sentence “Nie mówię po polsku”, and you know what, the old man smiled kindly at me showing me he understood. So that means I am now ready to move on and learn another useful sentence. It was clearly a success and funnily enough it actually made my day.

I don’t have much to tell about the weekend. It’s been nice to just stay home and watch some films. Friday I had some of my collegues over and we had a good time. I also tried Pierogi for the first time and I am a fan! It’s really good and just after my taste. I am actually eager to try some Polish food, as long as it doesn’t have cheese in it!

Today I finally got around to open a bank account so that I actually have somewhere for my salary when it comes. It’s also going to be good not to have to pay a fee everytime I take money out from my Danish account.

So it’s been a pretty uneventful weekend listening to my neighbours dog howl for hours. Now I am just looking forward to see what’s going to happen this week and weekend.