The sun woke me up this morning. The one-room flat is in the middle of a wood, a few steps away from the big villa where the Institute is. I was here ten years ago, and it seems like yesterday. It's a country where I certainly would like to live, but mathematically one ends up being somewhat isolated, no only for geographical reasons but also because of a heavy teaching load.
The little I know of the language I've kept, but I still find it very hard to understand when spoken. Luckily everyone speaks english here.
Now I just have to hope my suitcase can join me.
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