The more people I meet the more I realise that I've only got five conversations: Wife, Children, Bike Trip and, err..... better make that three. It's why I have to keep moving on. I'm scared of boring people.
Of course at home it wasn't like this. They put up with hearing the same old stories again and again. Or perhaps that's why they encouraged me to take this trip.
When speaking German the subject is often limited by my (lack of) vocabulary. When I was working in Hamburg 16 years ago I could only talk about cat food. Now it's mainly cycling. I may have to dust off the old cat food stories to broaden my reportoire.
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