I now finally feel like I have enough time to sit down and write a complete blog post. Finally. It’s funny, because I feel enormously busy here, and exhausted all the time from everything I am doing. But I’m not really doing anything. Back in the States, I am used to working at least two jobs (three for the last year or so of school) and taking four classes at Western per quarter. All told, counting up all the hours I spent working, in class, and doing homework per week, it was probably around 60 hours a week. Here, in
Speaking of the guys, it’s been really weird not hanging out with guys all the time. I don’t have many girlfriends in the states, and those that I do have would rather watch football (Kili) or play Halo with their boyfriends (Alyssa) than do “girly” things. Much like me. So it has been quite an adjustment hanging out with girls all the time since I have gotten here. Don’t get me wrong, I love the other assistants that I have met, and I have been having a lot of fun with them, but it’s a lot of girl time for me, and I am not used to that. We did meet some assistants in the
I haven’t really written about what I have been doing for a while, so let me begin with last weekend. Some of the other assistants and I took the train to a little sea town called Collioure, which is a little ways east (I think) of
After visiting the castle, we didn’t have too much time to explore the city before our train home, so we sat down to eat dinner in an outdoor café/restaurant. Afterwards, Emma (another British girl) and I walked around town looking for a bank and an ice cream shop. We found both, and I had the most amazing Nutella flavored gelato that I have ever had in my entire life. You can actually get Nutella ice cream here! It beats the Nutella milkshakes that Greg and I tried to make before I left, but now that I know about it, I’m probably going to gain about 50 pounds while I am here (between the Nutella ice cream, the bread, the tartes, the crème brûlée, et cetera et cetera et cetera)…We walked around the windy streets in Collioure, and found this beautiful pedestrian road that took us up some stairs in between these stacks of brightly colored houses with pink flowering vines hanging from balconies. God, it’s so gorgeous there! I am planning on making a trip there with everyone that comes to visit me, so get ready! Emma and I also want to make monthly trips there ourselves. Our next one is scheduled for next weekend (when my friend Sarah comes in to visit from Rennes), and we are going to take a hike up to another nearby foothill that has yet another old castle sitting on top of it. I can’t wait!
On Tuesday of this week, we took another train to
I really enjoyed
The orientation the next day was rather unremarkable.
On Thursday and Friday, I sat in on some more classes, at both Marcel Pagnol and Albert Camus. I have not actually started teaching yet—I have only observed a regular English classes, or answered questions about myself. The questions were kind of fun, although I consistently was asked whether I knew Eva Longoria, and one girl asked me if I was greedy. So that was weird. It must be the American thing. But I would rather save stories of teaching for a later date, when I haven’t already written a two and a half page blog post, and when I actually have more to talk about. I have classes again on Tuesday, so perhaps on Wednesday I will be able to post something about the educational world in
Nothing much else exciting to tell, but I did join a library, which is a really comforting and lovely thought. I went today and got some books to read, in French of course. And tomorrow we are heading to a wine festival in a nearby village. One of the other assistants read about it somewhere. I guess you pay two euro for a glass, and then you are able to taste all of the local wines.
I need to get ready, though. I have to go on a run before the other four assistant that live in the high school and I trudge over to McDonald’s, to make use of the free Wifi and post this on my blog.