Beautiful Minds

It's sunday afternoon, the last day of an incredible week. Seven days ago, I landed on the airport in Nice, France, with no idea what to expect or what to hope for. Well, I do know that I was hoping for a positive change in my speaking capability in french language. In the end, that's why I'm here. I choose one of many offers and decided to participate in language program in Nice for four weeks. 30 lessons a week, that should make it.
I thought it would be amazing to get to know a new country, learn the language and live in a french family, but now I can say that far the most interesting experience so far has been the unbelievable cultural diversity of the attendants. I've met people from Germany, Italy, Bulgaria, Russia, Holland, USA, Britain, almost every European country I can think of. Never in my life before I have seen such a colorfulness.
It happened to me yesterday on the excursion to Monaco, when I talked to a girl about some common things, that I stood still with my mouth open, my mind overflown with wonder, admiration, respect and marvel. She completely knocked me out with the story of her background. Her parents, both from Hungary, lived in Slovakia when she was born, moved to Germany for five years and now live in Prague, where she goes to a private american school. I have to admit that my jealousy was overwhelming.
It was in this week when I had to learn that my own background (containing Czech Republic and Austria) and knowledge of five languages is not at all as great as I would have thought, or as it has been considered. Almost everybody here had minimally a double language infancy.
My first week in French Riviera has come to end. I can't wait till tomorrow when we will meet the new ones who will, hopefully, be as interesting as all the others.