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Northern Sunday

We had a lazy day today. After waking up, devouring breakfast and gulping down the much-needed coffee, we hopped in the car and headed for the city to buy a new pair of shoes for me. I checked the make and the availability of the said item on the Internet. Still, when we got there, they very kindly informed us that our journey was in vain: despite the online stock, they didn't have any in the store. I felt like being in Plonkeristan. We bought some toilet requisites, a sandwich for Ági in KFC, and returned home, then came my turn: I ate some cooked rice with tomato and tuna. Once I finished lunch, I gave Ági a foot massage and watched another two episodes of The Walhalla Murders, an Icelandic series. Icelandic is a beautiful language, and speaking it at the C1 level would be great. One day though.

At 3 o'clock, I took Abby for her afternoon walk, which was a surprisingly short one, and then we went out for a 5.5k walk with Ági because the weather was beautiful. After the hike, we watched another episode of Bordertown, a Finnish series. Finnish is also an appealing language. Its rhythm sounds gorgeous. However, contrary to common belief, we haven't explored any similarities between Finnish and Hungarian. I bought a Finnish language book, and while dipping into it, I couldn't find anything that would have made me remember Hungarian. 

Since the day was almost over by the end of the episode, I decided to work out instead of studying. My head was somewhat dizzy, so it was a good decision. But I'm not concerned about my English studies because Charlette opened a couple of slots in her schedule, and I already booked five lessons. I'm so happy that we will continue this incredible journey called studying English and preparing for sitting a CPE exam.
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