Fridays are interesting. I teach two classes back-to-back. I have half a dozen students in both classes, so I sometimes get confused about which class I am in. Fortunately, those students do as well, so I know it’s not early onset dementia.

On top of that, the students are excited and talkative about their plans for the weekend. After the last class, we invariably end up meeting at the train station. They’re going to Paris, or Interlaken, or some other interesting place, and I’m going…to the supermarket. I actually enjoy just being in Luxembourg, so I’m not particularly envious of my students and their travels. I also have to grade their papers and get ready for the coming week.