It helps perhaps that I am starting to feel a lot more confident when conversing in German. I still get stuck a lot, and run out of steam mid-sentence, and choose words that make people giggle behind their hands, but yesterday evening I attended and sang at an event for some German friends of mine, and afterwards, amidst generous amounts of some VERY nice Sekt (German champagne sort of stuff; was rather snobby about it before tasting this Kupferberg...), I managed to discuss all the following, and in an environment where everyone else was chucking Sekt down their gullets too, so there was considerable background noise:
- spirituality (with the Pfarrerin (lady preacher))
- stonemasonry in the 15th/16th century (with a young photographer)
- Gaudi's architecture and its meaning for modernism (with a behatted actor)
- getting stopped by the police for drinking (with a drunk)
Maybe it's just that I'm so proud of myself for finally managing to move past the basics, but I really felt a glow when on my way home that wasn't entirely attributable to the fizz, and tonight confirmed that, at least for the moment, I don't NEED English as a refuge from German. It feels GOOD!