Two more people joined the class, bringing the total up to four (another left over the weekend and may or may not be back the next weekend). They are perfectly pleasant, even interesting – one a soldier who was posted to Afghanistan, and the other an Instagrammer in the flesh. But yes, too many people. Even one other was too many, three far too many. I feel I learn much less and progress much slower. Today it was just me and one of the others, and that was a relief after the full class, and the conversation was lively and slightly odd, going off into discussions of genocide, warfare and UTIs (not mine, I hasten to add).
Last night I went for a light meal with one of the others in the homestay, Young Resolute. It was pleasant and (I think) having been abandoned by her flightly contemporaries, might be trying to befriend someone older and steadier. No, that’s unfair: she is extremely pleasant and is the one I mentioned earlier who is always careful to talk to everyone around her, not just her special friends.