The better my German gets, the worse my english gets. I...ehhh...speak? wit....ooooueee...ehhh... speak englich? Mit eine....nicht so gut. My brain has made it clear to me there is only room to think in one language. So my thoughts have become more and and more basic/elementary... across the board. My thought process has slowed to what might be deep meditation level if I weren't so vain and destructive. Comedy or existentialism/abstract thoughts take wayyyyy too much effort...Which is a big part of the reason I cannot blog as often. I feel like English no longer flows from me...Something like a linguistic "no child left behind" act or something....If you can only speak German at a beginner level, then your English must wait for your German to catch up.
I bought a ticket for The Staats Opera's production of Brecht and Hindemith's Lehrstück. Not realizing that The Staat's Opera's under construction signs meant that there were to be no performances in that space (I pretended I understood the woman who sold me the ticket when she told me exactly this....) I arrived an hour early to the Opera to find out from a taxi that all performances are now at Schiller Theater...which is a 30 minute car ride from the Staats Oper...After declining his Taxi service he gave me completely incorrect directions to the Schiller Theater, which I immediately dismissed. I partook in my map seance and rode my bike furiously, for an hour straight, to the Schiller Theater. I rode so fast I scared other bikers, who yelled German things, which I couldn't understand, at me the whole way. I think this is the wonderful thing about having elementary language skills. I can't be offended if I can't understand you. So I am usually untouched by snide remarks.
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