When you are holed up in a foreign country surrounded by people whose wavelength differs from yours by 10 to the power of 3, life takes a turn from bad to worse. Add to this work which you detest, rather the absence of work which you detest, a pathetic attempt at cooking which reflects on your weight and countrymen who fail to understand english is indeed a language. The nicest part is the countryside with its breathtaking landscape and its beauty! The countdown has begun, I will be leaving soon..Will I come back? I dont want to, no I do want to.. Mixed feelings rule.

Time will tell.