As predicted, I don’t think my test today went so well. I try to console myself with the knowledge that it “doesn’t really matter,” but knowing this doesn’t help me feel any less frustrated with the hours I spent over this past weekend reviewing. It wasn’t enough. I knew it wasn’t enough (having not spent the recommended TWO HOURS every day outside of class they tell you should be learning),but I still hoped I wouldn’t find the test too difficult. I took a practice A2 test from another language school online and didn’t do too badly on that one, but it seemed a lot easier than the one I just took.
I consoled myself after the test with a scoop of Tiramisu ice cream and walking around the town’s biggest bookstore for an hour. Bookstores never fail to cheer me up. I even looked at a few books with German words inside.
I’ll leave you with a few photos from a recent foraging adventure where we looked for blackberries, or brambles, as the Brits like to call them. They were some of the most delicious I’ve ever had.