This post is more random than most. I just have a few thoughts swirling in my head.
I have two thoughts on language learning:
First, it is very, very difficult to utilize a secondary language while driving in a foreign country. It is possible that it is difficult driving in any foreign country, but I don’t know that. I do know that it is very difficult to maneuver the narrow streets and unexpected, not-so-rule-following driving habits that surround you while you try to understand the bullets of words coming at you or think of that word you just can’t seem to pull from who-knows-where.
Second, it is very fun to dream in another language. Kind of euphoric, like you almost didn’t understand your own dream, but you did!
And, perhaps even more random: When people carry fans on the back of their motorbikes or piled in the back of trucks, I love–really, genuinely find such joy–in the fact that the blades spin in the wind, without being plugged in! It just feels like we’ve beaten electricity. I followed a girl on her motorbike with a large pink fan attached to the back the other day, and I’m still thinking about it.