Life in Dublin
Of course I had no idea what it was about. Basically, in Dublin there are neighbourhoods where people spend all day long dressed in pyjamas. They go to the store, to offices, to the social welfare office, they walk into pubs and who knows where else
I arrived to the hospital emergency room and then I noticed a sign on the wall saying “If you hurt an ear or eye, the doctors’ work until 4 pm”
After only fifty days I began to occasionally catch myself thinking in English… After nine hours in the hairdressing salon, I would sometimes go to the children and talk in English or throw an English word into a sentence, even when writing a blog