I've been listening to the radio again because, let's face it, you can only listen to the same mix CD so many times before it drives you absolutely insane.
I listened to the radio when we first arrived here. Unfortunately, I couldn't listen to the radio while pregnant because German had a tendency to make me nauseous. I can't explain it. The sounds of words I didn't understand just made me want to hurl. I just don't do pregnancy well.
Now is a good time to get back into listening to the radio.
And I love it. Listening to the radio here never gets old.
Now that I know some German words everything sounds like "Blah blah blah - word I know- blah blah blah blah - another word I know - blah."
So I get a real kick out of the radio because it tends to go like this: "Blah blah blah - Aretha Franklin - blah blah - Respect - blah blah blah - Bruce Springsteen - blah blah blah - word I know - blah."
Then an English song comes on. This morning I heard Bon Jovi's Who Says You Can't Go Home while I was driving through our Swiss town to drop off Marion to her Spielgruppe.
I love it.