It's been a ride during my vacation/area exploration. It started well in Paris, then I was agitated in Barcelona and the first day in southern France. Then my extra Seroquel XR created the "cool jazz" effect, while Hubby became irritable and ranting. Today he declared out of nowhere that maybe we should retire permanently in Czech Republic. Oh my! I responded that just because the area in France where we're at now doesn't rock our boats, it doesn't mean all of France wouldn't. We'll have plenty of time to explore other areas in the future. What was "great climate" to Hubby just days ago, became too darned hot today, officially. I must agree. I'd rather have some snow in the winter than sweat too many months of the year. France is a large country with a varied environment. We'll see.

I found it rather strange that I've spoken a lot more French than my husband, during our visit. Hubby studied 9 years vs. my 5, but my studies were a bit more recent. Obviously in Czech Republic, he'll do most of the talking since Czech is his native language. When we live there, he will need to update some vocabulary. His is from the 1980s and before. A lot of new words and phrases have sprung up since then, like in every country. His nephew jokes that my hubby speaks Czech with an accent. A few times, stranger Czechs have complimented my hubby on how good his Czech is (assuming it's his second and not first language). My Czech? Basically I speak broken "animal Czech", meaning the language a person uses to talk to a pet bird. Lol!