Yep, it's been a while, and I've been lazy, so here's a summary:
Day 7 (Monday): school
Day 8 (Tuesday): school and Amanda got arrested for suspected marijuana cigarettes (when she was simply rolling her own tobacco cigarettes). Ben and Sarah almost shat themselves because they watchted it go down. Dr. Braunrot had to go to the police station at 2am to retrieve her, but he was sweet about it and she promised to stop smoking. An hour later, aroun 3am, the garbage can in front of our house caught on fire, and there were fire fighters and police, etc here....only we were all asleep except for Ben, whose room got flooded with smoke.
Day 9 (Wednesday): school
Day 10 (Thursday): school and a very drunken night for roommate Ben, who puked all over his room and our bathroom. Also had a mid afternoon ice cream treat as a group with Dr. B.
Day 11 (Friday): school, 3 hour test, rest.
Day 12 (Saturday): sleep, laziness, hair cut, and reading.
Day 13 (Sunday): sleep, bus to Azay-le-Rideau (subsequent carsickness), afternoon at the chateau, 1mile walk to train station, train home, meet new girl (Georgetown student from Puerto Rico), dinner with the Antiers, who have just returned from a weekend with their new grandchild in Rouen (Normandy).
I decided it's way easier to post pics in facebook, and then make it public, so here's the link to my pictures: (copy and paste into your browser)
(1) http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2210164&id=22600699&l=d0f5476434
(2) "http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2210460&id=22600699&l=25fb05b073
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Day 6: Mont St Michel
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(Saturday) Ok, so I've been to M-S-M before, but I barely remember, as it was almost 8 years ago to the day that I was there. I was excited about seeing it again, but not about the wickedly early alarm call. We had to be at the busses down the street at 6:45, leaving at 7am. All of us slept most of the way there, thankfully.
So basically, we walked around this old monastery for a few hours. What else is there to do? Some of us put our feet in the water, and you could also see where the freshwater from the river met the salt water from the ocean. After the monastery, we went to an old fortified city (St. Malo) but as soon as we got there, it started raining, so no pictures. :( Otherwise, here you go:
--(Saturday) Ok, so I've been to M-S-M before, but I barely remember, as it was almost 8 years ago to the day that I was there. I was excited about seeing it again, but not about the wickedly early alarm call. We had to be at the busses down the street at 6:45, leaving at 7am. All of us slept most of the way there, thankfully.
So basically, we walked around this old monastery for a few hours. What else is there to do? Some of us put our feet in the water, and you could also see where the freshwater from the river met the salt water from the ocean. After the monastery, we went to an old fortified city (St. Malo) but as soon as we got there, it started raining, so no pictures. :( Otherwise, here you go:
Day 5: it's school, 's cool.
(Friday) Today was a morning of school, school, and more school. It's all good though, because we're addressing weird parts of grammar that I never thought of (and subsequently always get wrong). In the morning, we went to the Institut for 3 hours of classes, then in the afternoon, we had class with Braunrot. In between clases, Shalomie and I went ot eh store, got some stuff for tomorrow'sbig adventure to Mont St Michel, and lunch supplies, so we came home and ate lunch, read, and I might have taken a tiny nap before class with Braunrot. Maybe.
Dinner was fun tonight: we ate, then watched the end of the French open (Yay, Federer) while waiting for the soap "Plus Belle La Vie" to come on. The French Open caused a delay in its start time, and Mme. Antier kept wanting the match ot be over so we could watch the soap (agreed!). After the show, we watched a few minutes of the French answer to CSI, but all of our attentions were fading, so we came upstairs to prepare for tomorrow's 6:45am meeting of the busses. Ugh. G'Night!
Dinner was fun tonight: we ate, then watched the end of the French open (Yay, Federer) while waiting for the soap "Plus Belle La Vie" to come on. The French Open caused a delay in its start time, and Mme. Antier kept wanting the match ot be over so we could watch the soap (agreed!). After the show, we watched a few minutes of the French answer to CSI, but all of our attentions were fading, so we came upstairs to prepare for tomorrow's 6:45am meeting of the busses. Ugh. G'Night!
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Day 4: found school, lost professor
Poor Dr. Braunrot is having a hard time figuring out when to have us meet him for the litterature classes. I think, though, that he has it all figured out. We're all literally going to school for 8 hours a day, plus homework. But it's good fun and I'm having a blast! I know I'm not going to want to leave.
The Antiers are the funnest people ever! Shalomie and I came home for lunch and needed plates and silverware, so we knockedon the kitchen door to ask Mme. Antier for some silverware. She was in her little night dress still and just poked her head out of hte door and pointed. LOL! LIke we care about seeing her in a nightie. Then, as we were leaving, we asked M. Antier if we could join Mme. Antier for her nightly soap opera after dinner. He chuckled and said sure, if that would interest us. ha!
So tonight, we had course #1 (potato salad- yum!), and then all moved into the living room to watch the soap. it was so funny seeing Mme. Antier's reaction to the different scenes. Such a cutie; and M. Antier was making fun of her when she did.
We returned to dinner and talked about just about everything, ending up on Normandy, Jews, WWII, Algiers (where Mme. Antier was born, while her father served there in the war), and the village where M. Antier grew up (his mother turned a building into a makeshift hosptial and saved hundreds of English and American soldiers whose train was bombed by the English en route to Auchwitz). I mean, the stories some people have! M. Antier and I started talking about Normandy, my grandfather's participation in the invasion, all that stuff. Actually, just a minute ago, M. Antier brought me a 50th anniversary map of the D-Day invasion to look over. It's really inspiring me to go back to Nornamdy, but I can't figure out if there will be time enough to go. (We are going to Mnt St Michel Saturday from 7am to midnight. Ugh, in a bus).
So anyway, school is good, life is good, diet is bad. Whatever, I'm enjoying France, and now there's more of me for France to enjoy.
The Antiers are the funnest people ever! Shalomie and I came home for lunch and needed plates and silverware, so we knockedon the kitchen door to ask Mme. Antier for some silverware. She was in her little night dress still and just poked her head out of hte door and pointed. LOL! LIke we care about seeing her in a nightie. Then, as we were leaving, we asked M. Antier if we could join Mme. Antier for her nightly soap opera after dinner. He chuckled and said sure, if that would interest us. ha!
So tonight, we had course #1 (potato salad- yum!), and then all moved into the living room to watch the soap. it was so funny seeing Mme. Antier's reaction to the different scenes. Such a cutie; and M. Antier was making fun of her when she did.
We returned to dinner and talked about just about everything, ending up on Normandy, Jews, WWII, Algiers (where Mme. Antier was born, while her father served there in the war), and the village where M. Antier grew up (his mother turned a building into a makeshift hosptial and saved hundreds of English and American soldiers whose train was bombed by the English en route to Auchwitz). I mean, the stories some people have! M. Antier and I started talking about Normandy, my grandfather's participation in the invasion, all that stuff. Actually, just a minute ago, M. Antier brought me a 50th anniversary map of the D-Day invasion to look over. It's really inspiring me to go back to Nornamdy, but I can't figure out if there will be time enough to go. (We are going to Mnt St Michel Saturday from 7am to midnight. Ugh, in a bus).
So anyway, school is good, life is good, diet is bad. Whatever, I'm enjoying France, and now there's more of me for France to enjoy.
Day 3: oops!
Yeah, totally didn't post yesterday... it was a long day. We all got placed in our levels; I'm intermediate, level 5 (of 7). I have the option to cgo to a different level, but I like my profs and I'm learning in this class, so I'm staying. Plus, Shalomie is in there with me so I have a house buddy who can keep me on track for doing my homework! (But, by the way, mine is done for tonight and she hasn't started! Rare occurance I'm sure)
Alex and I went to the yarn shop Tuesday (forgot to tell you since I was drunk-mad about being called an old lady). I'm workin gon a scarf, sorta thin but it will be good for summer evenings. Only now, I'm inundated with school and homework, so maybe I won't be able to touchit for a while.
Victoria, Ben, and I went to see a movie last night; we chose an authentic French movie...and didn't understand ne'ery a word. I got some of it, and the visual and contextual clues helped, but some of the speaking was just so fast and the main character mumbled. Ugh! I sat there thinking "I wish I knew Frenhc, because I think I'd really like this one." Oh well, it'll get better after a month here.
Alex and I went to the yarn shop Tuesday (forgot to tell you since I was drunk-mad about being called an old lady). I'm workin gon a scarf, sorta thin but it will be good for summer evenings. Only now, I'm inundated with school and homework, so maybe I won't be able to touchit for a while.
Victoria, Ben, and I went to see a movie last night; we chose an authentic French movie...and didn't understand ne'ery a word. I got some of it, and the visual and contextual clues helped, but some of the speaking was just so fast and the main character mumbled. Ugh! I sat there thinking "I wish I knew Frenhc, because I think I'd really like this one." Oh well, it'll get better after a month here.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Day 4: wtf?
Yeah, so tonight, I went out with the group, drank some booze, and was FINALLY enjoying myself around people my age...when some French punk SOB came up and started talking to us. He pointed at me and asked why they had an aduly chaperone. WTF?. That's all I have tonight. I'm effing 25 years old, hardly ancient by any standards. Ugh.
Monday, June 1, 2009
Day 3: Lost and even more lost
Today's successes started early: Shalomie, Ben and I went off for a run this morning and successfully ran a short distance. Hey, gotta start somewhere.
After arriving home and showering, we all headed to meet M. Braunrot at the corner of the rue nationale and the Loire River. He brought lunch for us today: sandwiches. We devoured the sandwiches and then set off on our journey to the priory of Pierre Ronsard, the famous Tourraine poet. We, however, ran into several snags along the way. M. braunrot pulle dus off the path running parallel to the Loire a bit too soon, and we ended up in subrurbia, asking random people the way to the priory. After several attempts, and a few cranky students, we made it to the priory. It's beautiful right now, an dthere are roses, roses, roses everywhere. I took some pictures on the way there, then realized that I had left my SD card in my computer last night...but Lacey (the so-called "Madame CVS" because of her purses of endless treasures) had a spare one. I was relieved and set off on my photographic adventure, only to be halted by an "exhausted battery" as explained by my camera. :: Merde:: So, sadly, today you do not get very many pictures.
We returned (via the most direct route), cleaned up, rested for a while, and ran some errands. Today is a holiday in France, so very few stores are open. But hte Monoprix (French version of Walmart basically) was open. We stopped in several times today for water, wine, a corkscrew, cheese, bread, shampoo (for me!), soap (also for me!), and notebooks. A little while before dinner, M. Antier came to our room to warn us against messing with the blinds in the bathroom, as they are currently out of commission. He's a cute little guy, and I like practicing le francais with him. The dinner bell rang a little later (yes, we actually have a dinner bell) and we all descended upon the table. A brief back story: since about 10am, the most delicieux smell has been radiatign from the kitchen, causing instant salivation to all who encounter it...we were all excited to see what was in store. We were not disappointed: fresh cucumbers with onions and vinegar, cooked-then-chilled-then-beautifully-arranged peppers, salad, and a delicious leek quiche. To top it off? Fresh strawberries (les fraises) A meal like tonight's could turn me into a vegetarian. Happily.
So tomorrow starts classes. Tomorrow at 8:30 is our placement test. I'm super nervous, but whatevs. I might have a breakfast of wine to kill the nerves and inhibition. I bought a bottle of red wine today (I know right?! Shannon with alcohol!? Totally out of character, buthey, when in Rome...) and I've almost consume half the bottle. Pooks- are you proud yet?!?!? :) Anyway, I need to sleep and force myself to adjust to the time...no more up til 2 or 3am.
A demain!
After arriving home and showering, we all headed to meet M. Braunrot at the corner of the rue nationale and the Loire River. He brought lunch for us today: sandwiches. We devoured the sandwiches and then set off on our journey to the priory of Pierre Ronsard, the famous Tourraine poet. We, however, ran into several snags along the way. M. braunrot pulle dus off the path running parallel to the Loire a bit too soon, and we ended up in subrurbia, asking random people the way to the priory. After several attempts, and a few cranky students, we made it to the priory. It's beautiful right now, an dthere are roses, roses, roses everywhere. I took some pictures on the way there, then realized that I had left my SD card in my computer last night...but Lacey (the so-called "Madame CVS" because of her purses of endless treasures) had a spare one. I was relieved and set off on my photographic adventure, only to be halted by an "exhausted battery" as explained by my camera. :: Merde:: So, sadly, today you do not get very many pictures.
We returned (via the most direct route), cleaned up, rested for a while, and ran some errands. Today is a holiday in France, so very few stores are open. But hte Monoprix (French version of Walmart basically) was open. We stopped in several times today for water, wine, a corkscrew, cheese, bread, shampoo (for me!), soap (also for me!), and notebooks. A little while before dinner, M. Antier came to our room to warn us against messing with the blinds in the bathroom, as they are currently out of commission. He's a cute little guy, and I like practicing le francais with him. The dinner bell rang a little later (yes, we actually have a dinner bell) and we all descended upon the table. A brief back story: since about 10am, the most delicieux smell has been radiatign from the kitchen, causing instant salivation to all who encounter it...we were all excited to see what was in store. We were not disappointed: fresh cucumbers with onions and vinegar, cooked-then-chilled-then-beautifully-arranged peppers, salad, and a delicious leek quiche. To top it off? Fresh strawberries (les fraises) A meal like tonight's could turn me into a vegetarian. Happily.
So tomorrow starts classes. Tomorrow at 8:30 is our placement test. I'm super nervous, but whatevs. I might have a breakfast of wine to kill the nerves and inhibition. I bought a bottle of red wine today (I know right?! Shannon with alcohol!? Totally out of character, buthey, when in Rome...) and I've almost consume half the bottle. Pooks- are you proud yet?!?!? :) Anyway, I need to sleep and force myself to adjust to the time...no more up til 2 or 3am.
A demain!
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