Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Whatever.
Okay. I knew about driving on the wrong side of the road before we came. After spending time in the airports, shopping centres and halls, we figured out one walks on the left side, too. But only after the good-natured coach stopped me after 30 minutes of swimming laps did I learn that I "swim like an American," too.
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