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Originally Posted by kwoldtimer
... got very, very tired of people asking me how long I planned to stay.
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Seeing that you now are back to living in Ontario, it seems that that question actually wasn't without merit at the time
And I wouldn't say that I felt "uncomfortable", just that I was obviously not home, even though I loved my few months in west central Germany. The fact that it wasn't home was driven home by the unescapable realization that so many basic little everyday things that are completely effortless at home weren't trivial any more there.
"uncomfortable", no, "not home", yes. "Enjoyable", of course.
Even in California when I was tired I didn't look forward to an entire evening of chatting and socialization in English. I vividly remember one exchange one afternoon, me: "I won't come, I'm too tired, I'd rather stay home"; Friend: "But all we'll do is sit and chat, it's the least tiring evening style possible!"; me: "Not to me... I'm mentally tired, I'd sooner exercise physically all evening than go through an entire evening of continuous smalltalk in English".
(Back then my English was already good enough that unilingual Americans probably assumed it was effortless, but it wasn't.)