There are tons of Vietnamese here to practice with, but after a few lessons from my teacher, I got sloppy and now I can't produce the tones right, so I concentrate on my current task first.
There's something exciting about it, because I have been growing up and used to hang around with my Vietnamese friends and because they were looked after by one of their mothers (Slovak) I knew a lot of them and we hang out all together. I was the only white boy there actually. I loved playing the old NES copies with Filip, but then he started to learn a lot more seriously and we didn't have much time to spend together. About the Vietnamese language I became curious much much later.