Izmir Day 2: First Day of School!

Belgium Day 105: Identity Crisis

After Arabic class this evening, I was walking down the slick cobblestone side walk, lost in my thoughts when three guys walked by having a conversation and I thought to myself, "Wow, that was so easy to understand."  Then I laughed out loud because I realized the reason why it was so easy to understand was because the guys were speaking English.  My brain has been so absorbed in translating the constant French with bubbles of Turkish with Arabic peppered in, that for an instant I forgot that I actually do speak English.