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First day at Härnösand

At the end of my first day of the EILC 2006, i have found a place where WLAN works.

After my long travel to Härnösand the day before i slept very well till 7:30. The course began at 9:00. Hans who's one of the teachers told us, that we don't write a word swedish during the first two days. So we learn like a child just by imitating the teachers Ella and Hans. Björn assists Ella translating her exercises. Hans has the philosphy that everybody connects a language to a person he knows, so if we would talk english to Ella it would be hard to switch to swedish.
First we learned "Här kommar Pippi Longstrump" (or something like that, as i said, we have not written a single word). At the end of the day i can count to thousand and make my opposite believe i cannot speak swedish in several ways: "Jag tallar inte svenska" (i don't speak swedish), "Iag verstor inte" (i don't understand)...

At the evening i spend some time with friends at the "beach". Two enuragedfellowers even took a (short) bath.

Just Jana, Klara, Katerina and myself where staying outside the water.











The water is not as cold as we expected. And it is less salted.

Our accomodation is fine. We live in an old school and the kitchen is the center of life in it. A pity that there is not enough room at the kitchen for all of us at the same time. We have access cards to the university, so we can get into the buildings 24 hours the day with free access to the internet (Yeha!)

But at this time, i feel the influence of the sea. I'm getting very tired.

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