On Thursday at 1215h I packed my things and went for my French lesson. I maintain that this was just to see whether holidays really means no lessons, for as any good scientist knows an experiment has to be repeatable to mean anything. Other, less kind people have told me less kind things. Anyway, for those of you who haven't guessed: no lessons. But I did try to look intelligent while standing in the deserted centre des langues. It did not work.Today is Friday, and I will have Vo-Vietnam lessons at 1215h. Boy, am I looking forward to them!
On a completely unrelated note, it is spring here in Lausanne, therefore the photo above.

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