I knew that spending 5 months living in a different country would mean I'd learn many new things: new language, new culture, new foods, new places. And I've experienced all of that for sure. But I've also picked up some unexpected skills.
Deciphering mysterious notices from my building's entryway. This one informed us that the gas meter reader would be here yesterday.
Hanging laundry. Like most Europeans, we have a washing machine but no dryer. But we have an indoor drying rack and these outdoor clothes lines. I've been using the inddor one because it's been cold, but today I washed some sheets and finally braved the outdoor lines. Why braved? Because if that laundry falls, it's going to end up 4 stories down in a sort of cement pit. I imagine all my neighbors are now busily critiquing my poor laundry hanging skills.
Working the locks on my front door (takes at least 2 keys to get in--not counting the key to get into the building).