spring pressed on and things got a little more expansive. I learned to leave glass bottles in the street for the homeless to collect instead of throwing them in the bottle bins. In mid-April I skipped a level in German—I jumped from A1.1 to A2.1—and left Russian Katya and Venezuelan Catalina and Luis behind. Kat came with me—her German was even better than mine—but apart from her all the students were new.
