Time is definitely flying! In the past week I had the majority of my new classes, and I took a wonderful trip to a little city called Saint Malo. It was freeeeezing there, and it was also "bizarre weather day" because not only was it snowing when i left, but it was sunny in a matter of an hour, then cloudy, then sleeting, then cloudy, then snow, and then amazingly blue skies. I know, I thought I left New England?? But the bus ride there was probably an hour long and I sat and stared out the window at the pretty country side most of the time. Once we got to Saint Malo it was extremely cold, snowing, and windy. Wonderful combination.
Our tour guide was this solid as a rock, 60 something, weathered skin, blonde lady. She seemed to have no problem with the fact that none of us could hear her over the wind and 50 some odd people who came on the bus. Also the cold didn't seem to affect her in any way, even though us youngsters were shivering uncontrollably against the cold. The city itself is GORGEOUS! It is a little walled in, "ville de corsaire" or pirate town, and the massive wall surrounding the place was used to keep out its invaders. They used to set dogs out at night during the time of the curfew so that people would be less likely to break their curfew. Also since the city is right on the coast there was a beautiful watch tower jutting out into the sea, and a very old lighthouse. Inside the city was a maze of tiny streets and very old architecture. During the morning it was not very lively, but as we moved on into the day the city came to life and it was really quite nice seeing all the townees with their shopping. We ended up going to a cute little crêperie and I got a delicious galette with cheese, tomato, bacon (or as they call it here lardons) and mushrooms. It was delish! After sitting in the little restaurant we didn't want to face the cold so we ended up running into the store across from it to do some shopping and I got some nice things including some gifts for the boyfriend, a new scarf and purse for myself (and mom because I know the purse will be confiscated at some point) and also some things for the parents. No I haven't sent them through the mail yet haha.
The French don't have sales year round like they do in the US,and thank God we came at this time because their sales, or "soldes", are going on until the 16th of February. I don't know how these stores stay in business year round because it is very hard to find anything we would consider cheap! But it's always nice to go around a corner and see a nice packed store with "SOLDES!" plastered on signs all over the store. So back to Saint Malo! We toured the city and ended up trying to follow around some singers who we were trying to listen to, and they ended up being this cute christian singing band that go around and sing about their beliefs and praising God. It was rather adorable. So at one point we ended up just sitting and watching them while they sang, and watched as crowds of people went by, some singing along. People watching in France is possibly the most fun I've ever had when it comes to staring obsessively haha. There are always dogs running around, always babies, and what seems like crowds of models who just flock the streets in their stylish outfits, and warm scarves. I've never seen such fashionistas! Not only the women here are fashionable; the kids are more stylish than me, no matter what age, and the men are always properly dressed with their matching scarves, and skinny jeans. I'm getting used to all the skinny people walking about, although it doesn't stop me from eating as much as I can!
Last night me and the girls were VERY healthy and made a whole wheat pasta with an amazing sauce! We put in green and red peppers, onions, spinach, lots of garlic, ground beef, tomatoes and sauce. It was fantastic!! I mean we ended up evening out the healthy for the non healthy by scarfing down baguette, brie and nutella while waiting for the meal, but still! Kudos to us for making a very healthy meal!
The days aren't really changing weather-wise, and I cannot wait until the Spring! The city of Rennes is beautiful even in the dreary wintertime, so I can't imagine when the trees start to blossom and flowers are spotted all over the town hall square. I've been thinking about going to church too. In a way it's been very interesting hearing about the religions here, and I'm kind of interested in just being in an old French cathédrale. I've been collecting everything French, so why not collect some religious value too? It will be interesting enough just hearing the prayers and sermons in French, and that way I will have to pay attention! We shall see!
Classes here are hard! I haven't had to pay attention in French class since High School so now I'm really hitting it hard and I have to focus one hundred times more than I would in any non-French class. I think my professors must think all Americans are just dumb because we are always picked on first to make sure they know we are understanding the topic at hand. I mean they are probably right because I look around and see a lot of dumbfounded faces a lot, and it's not just me thank goodness! I am REALLY glad we are refreshing our grammar because I don't remember a thing! It's pretty bad. I like my modern art class the best so far because the teacher is very easy on us and speaks in a slower manner than the younger professors. And she is just funny so it helps. I will update you all some more when I have taken all my classes but for now I think I should hit the books and actually do some hw! Say hello to the US for me! Au revoir, et a bientot pour la jour prochaine!
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Sunday, January 31, 2010
just a side note
So I figured since I'm going to be here a while I will prob start grouping my days, or even just weeks together. Also the days are starting to become more about schoolwork and less about the crazy happenings going on during my first few days. So don't you worry when my posts get behind because I'll sum the days up at the end of the week!
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Day Six
Jour six. So we are almost at a week in France, I can't believe it!! Today was pretty chill and I ate some more delicious food haha. So some highlights of the day:
1) Ate an amaaaazingly tasty sandwhich from the boulangerie down the street; it had mozerella, roasted red peppers, olive oil, some kind of pork or ham... i still don't really know, lettuce, tomato, and a tar-tar sauce. simply delicious!
2) Bought some nice post cards and bought some stamps.... I have to lick them in order for them to stick haha, old school!
3) Went to lunch at a little asian restaurant where I had a spring roll and some cantonese rice. Not too shabby!
4) Went into the boulangerie next door to the asian restaurant and bought the most delicious three layered chocolate mousse cake. Heaaaveeennnn!Oh mon Dieu!!
5) Went window shopping, or lécher les vitrines en français (literally to lick the windows... haha weird)Almost bought a really cute pair of red velvet flats with a silver buckle, buuuuut they didn't have any left... malheureusement. Must be a sign to not spend my money :P
6) Spent some time taking pictures of the most beautiful sunset while eating my chocolate mousse cake. Truly an amazzzziinngg boost to my day!
So some fun facts about the French here:
1) They love scarves. And I mean love them. They will wear two if they really want and they still look like they just happened to have stepped off the runway. I want a new puffy scarf.
2) They are very, genuinely nice people, but only if you make the first move to say hello and talk to them. So my thought is, how do the French make friends with each other if they don't like making the first move? It's quite confusing.
3) They can be extremely forward. And by forward I mean they do not mind being very upfront with you about something, not that it can be a bad thing. Sometimes they can go a little overboard like the intoxicated man who told us we eat too many crêpes. Hey drunky, casse-toi pov-con! And I will not translate that last one haha.
4) The French are also very helpful. They never turn you away when you ask for directions. Also always know gauche/left, droit/right, and toute droite/straight and you can make your way around France no problem.
5) Don't tip. If you do it's like your tipping them like 50% or more, and then they just think your crazy, or they were just really good, and they probabaly weren't haha. Not to mention they aren't like American waiters where they come over every 5 minutes and ask you how your meal is. Mealtime is their time to relax and talk with their family and friends so they probably don't want to be disturbed.
Well that's all for now! Get back to your microwave popcorn, and fluff (which the French do not have here) and a bientôt pour la jour prochaine!
1) Ate an amaaaazingly tasty sandwhich from the boulangerie down the street; it had mozerella, roasted red peppers, olive oil, some kind of pork or ham... i still don't really know, lettuce, tomato, and a tar-tar sauce. simply delicious!
2) Bought some nice post cards and bought some stamps.... I have to lick them in order for them to stick haha, old school!
3) Went to lunch at a little asian restaurant where I had a spring roll and some cantonese rice. Not too shabby!
4) Went into the boulangerie next door to the asian restaurant and bought the most delicious three layered chocolate mousse cake. Heaaaveeennnn!Oh mon Dieu!!
5) Went window shopping, or lécher les vitrines en français (literally to lick the windows... haha weird)Almost bought a really cute pair of red velvet flats with a silver buckle, buuuuut they didn't have any left... malheureusement. Must be a sign to not spend my money :P
6) Spent some time taking pictures of the most beautiful sunset while eating my chocolate mousse cake. Truly an amazzzziinngg boost to my day!
So some fun facts about the French here:
1) They love scarves. And I mean love them. They will wear two if they really want and they still look like they just happened to have stepped off the runway. I want a new puffy scarf.
2) They are very, genuinely nice people, but only if you make the first move to say hello and talk to them. So my thought is, how do the French make friends with each other if they don't like making the first move? It's quite confusing.
3) They can be extremely forward. And by forward I mean they do not mind being very upfront with you about something, not that it can be a bad thing. Sometimes they can go a little overboard like the intoxicated man who told us we eat too many crêpes. Hey drunky, casse-toi pov-con! And I will not translate that last one haha.
4) The French are also very helpful. They never turn you away when you ask for directions. Also always know gauche/left, droit/right, and toute droite/straight and you can make your way around France no problem.
5) Don't tip. If you do it's like your tipping them like 50% or more, and then they just think your crazy, or they were just really good, and they probabaly weren't haha. Not to mention they aren't like American waiters where they come over every 5 minutes and ask you how your meal is. Mealtime is their time to relax and talk with their family and friends so they probably don't want to be disturbed.
Well that's all for now! Get back to your microwave popcorn, and fluff (which the French do not have here) and a bientôt pour la jour prochaine!
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
my schedule for classes!
So these are the classes I'm taking that I didn't include in the last post:
LUNDI( monday): Étude de la Langue 10H30- 12H30
MARDI (tuesday): Étude de la Langue 15H45- 17H45
MERCREDI (wednesday): Comprehension Orale 09H15- 10H15
JEUDI (thursday): Étude de la Langue 13H30- 15H30, Expression écrite 15H45- 17H45
and I think on Fridays is when I will have my optional class. In the case I end up having "Option Art Moderne", that will be at 13H30- 15H30
LUNDI( monday): Étude de la Langue 10H30- 12H30
MARDI (tuesday): Étude de la Langue 15H45- 17H45
MERCREDI (wednesday): Comprehension Orale 09H15- 10H15
JEUDI (thursday): Étude de la Langue 13H30- 15H30, Expression écrite 15H45- 17H45
and I think on Fridays is when I will have my optional class. In the case I end up having "Option Art Moderne", that will be at 13H30- 15H30
Day four and five
jour 4 et 5. It is unbelievable how long it takes jetlag to go away. The girls and I are still adjusting to the time change so we have been very out of it and slightly groggy since we have arrived. So day four was our day to find out what classes we will be taking through the cirefe program, as well as chosing the extra course that they include. We woke up at 7:30 am and we ended up all running very late to get to the University. I myself was in my towel and brushing my teeth when the girls knocked on my door to tell me they were all set and ready to go. Wonderful. With only about 2 minutes to grab some french-looking atire, toss my hair into a bun, and throw on some boots, we were able to make it to the University almost exactly on time. Grâce a dieu!While finding out which room our classes would be situated in we ended up being too early to even go into the classes so we sat in a little room with chairs and waited for a little bit.
Once people started filing into their classes a little later I made my way, toute seul, to the other room not accompanied by Grace, Sarah and Kayla. I was getting kind of antsy because it was the first time I had been alone and without the aid of the other girls in the case that I got insanely confused and needed some company. Well the class started and oddly enough my French professor was easy enough to understand and we went through our schedule. So far this is what my schedule looks like every week for my classes:
Each class is divided up based on French speaking, writing and culture. We also had to chose another class based on our own interest and I chose Modern French Art as my first choice, and French writing as my second. I'm really hoping to learn some more about French Art and also bring a lot of fun stuff back for my Charlotte :) So far it hasn't been very hard finding new people to talk to and the funny part about meeting new people is you always seem to find either the same qualities in people you meet as the ones from back home, or they look exactly like someone elses twin. For instance, one of our new friends is the spitting image of our own miss LaNeve, and even has the same bubbly personality to go along with it. Also we were very lucky to have met possibly the funnest Australian girls when we got out of our classes later on. As you all know I am also here to experience the cultures of many other countries not just France, and it is an amazing opportunity when you find other people who share the same interests as you, but also have a completely different background and culture.
So after the registration of our classes we had to do a bit of running around campus to get some very unneccesary paperwork done, and also get our student ID cards. Once we were able to finish the unimportant yet important paperwork we all decided that we were in serious need of food. So our new friend and us wandered over to the student center area and got some very strong café crème and un pain au chocolat. Might I say that even if it was cafeteria food to the French, it's like 5 star dining for us! The pain au chocolat was just as amazing as if I had bought it fresh from the boulangerie. Now that I think about it, nothing in Rennes seems to ever be not fresh or wonderful tasting? Hmm. So feeling a little bit peeved about the massive amounts of paperwork we had to fill out we ended up going to the grocery store they call Carrefour and baught two bottles of wine, red and blush, a fresh baguette, and some more brie cheese. Well this certainly would make anyone feel better in my opinion.
Once back in our jailcells,I mean dorm rooms, we decided to have a bit of a rest and take a nap because our jetlag was still alive and kicking. Naptime is definitely a gift from the gods when you have no energy left in you! Once we woke up feeling nice and refreshed and a lot more bubbly and happy we had our dinner of brie, saint laurent fromage, and our fresh baguette. And a bottle or two of French wine didn't hurt either.
So do you remember me telling you all about the little Irish pub we went to the other night? Well we went back for English -speaking night and had a blast talking with all these foriegners who wanted to practice their english. We got to practice our French too at some points because in exchange for them talking in english we usually tried to speak in French. In the end we ended up teaching a German how to say "wicked cool" and teaching him what Ugg shoes were. Had to represent New England at some point, right? Also I was generously made a balloon flower by a magicien who also did cardtricks, and given his phone number (which Kayla casually tossed behind her chair, whoops!) I also left my lovely flower balloon on the metro for some sad and depressed person to find and help to cheer them up. What could make someone smile more than a balloon flower on the metro?
Day Five
No. I. Don't. Want. To. Were the first words muttered out of my mouth when I was awoken suddenly by my alarm clock and the tapping of Sarah knocking on my door at 10 in the morning. "We have a meeting with Francois in half an hour. We need to leave in 15 minutes!" were the next words that I heard as I opened my eyes, only to find myself standing at my own door with my wild woman hair meshed to one side of my head, and my throat almost closed up from the lack of humidity in the room. Ugh. Again I found myself attempting to get ready in a matter of minutes and I still was not fully awake by the time we had marched ourselves out of the dorm and into the freezing, windy day that lay ahead of us. We ended up perched outside of Francois's office for about 1/2 an hour, slowly realizing we could have had an extra twenty minutes asleep. Once we arrived he then told us about the tedious,most annoying process of getting a French bank account through this bank called GNP, which also collaborates with Bank of America. Not understanding half of what he was saying we all dreaded the process that lay ahead of us and we obediently went to go finish some more paperwork and get our student ID cards.
At this point I don't believe any of us had the energy to even bother walking anywhere so we took the metro to Republique, one of the stops on the metro that takes you to the shopping and restuarant part, and we searched out a place to eat. We found a little sandwhich shop not too far off and happily munched on our baguette sandwhiches while I downed an entire can of apple juice in about a minute. I don't know if any of you have ever had one of those 'I'm so thirsty, but my thirst can't be quenched' kind of days, but this was definitely one of them. So in order to solve my thirst problem we decided to hop back on the street and go find this little shop we were told about called, Le Haricot Rouge. Little did we know that when our informant told us that the hot chocolate here was very chocolatey, she meant extremely chocolatey. The hot chocolates were literally melted down chocolate a little cream and a little milk. And on the side came a little wedge of a chocolate brownie, and a little shotglass filled with plain tap water. First sip we must have all just kind of died and gone to heaven, second sip it was still delicious, but by the 5th sip it was just too much chocolate. I don't think there has ever been anyone to say a phrase like that, but in all fairness it was just drinking melted chocolate. And lots of it for that matter.
So once we made the decision that there was no possible way of finishing such a strong drink we decided to go back to the University and try to finish some of our paperwork. Skipping over the boring and very annoying process we ended up going back to the dorm after our University excersion and passing out in our beds. And now it is time for me to go have a delectable dinner of, whats that? Brie and more wine! Imagine that. Bonsoiree tout le monde, et a bientot pour le jour prochaine!
Once people started filing into their classes a little later I made my way, toute seul, to the other room not accompanied by Grace, Sarah and Kayla. I was getting kind of antsy because it was the first time I had been alone and without the aid of the other girls in the case that I got insanely confused and needed some company. Well the class started and oddly enough my French professor was easy enough to understand and we went through our schedule. So far this is what my schedule looks like every week for my classes:
Each class is divided up based on French speaking, writing and culture. We also had to chose another class based on our own interest and I chose Modern French Art as my first choice, and French writing as my second. I'm really hoping to learn some more about French Art and also bring a lot of fun stuff back for my Charlotte :) So far it hasn't been very hard finding new people to talk to and the funny part about meeting new people is you always seem to find either the same qualities in people you meet as the ones from back home, or they look exactly like someone elses twin. For instance, one of our new friends is the spitting image of our own miss LaNeve, and even has the same bubbly personality to go along with it. Also we were very lucky to have met possibly the funnest Australian girls when we got out of our classes later on. As you all know I am also here to experience the cultures of many other countries not just France, and it is an amazing opportunity when you find other people who share the same interests as you, but also have a completely different background and culture.
So after the registration of our classes we had to do a bit of running around campus to get some very unneccesary paperwork done, and also get our student ID cards. Once we were able to finish the unimportant yet important paperwork we all decided that we were in serious need of food. So our new friend and us wandered over to the student center area and got some very strong café crème and un pain au chocolat. Might I say that even if it was cafeteria food to the French, it's like 5 star dining for us! The pain au chocolat was just as amazing as if I had bought it fresh from the boulangerie. Now that I think about it, nothing in Rennes seems to ever be not fresh or wonderful tasting? Hmm. So feeling a little bit peeved about the massive amounts of paperwork we had to fill out we ended up going to the grocery store they call Carrefour and baught two bottles of wine, red and blush, a fresh baguette, and some more brie cheese. Well this certainly would make anyone feel better in my opinion.
Once back in our jailcells,I mean dorm rooms, we decided to have a bit of a rest and take a nap because our jetlag was still alive and kicking. Naptime is definitely a gift from the gods when you have no energy left in you! Once we woke up feeling nice and refreshed and a lot more bubbly and happy we had our dinner of brie, saint laurent fromage, and our fresh baguette. And a bottle or two of French wine didn't hurt either.
So do you remember me telling you all about the little Irish pub we went to the other night? Well we went back for English -speaking night and had a blast talking with all these foriegners who wanted to practice their english. We got to practice our French too at some points because in exchange for them talking in english we usually tried to speak in French. In the end we ended up teaching a German how to say "wicked cool" and teaching him what Ugg shoes were. Had to represent New England at some point, right? Also I was generously made a balloon flower by a magicien who also did cardtricks, and given his phone number (which Kayla casually tossed behind her chair, whoops!) I also left my lovely flower balloon on the metro for some sad and depressed person to find and help to cheer them up. What could make someone smile more than a balloon flower on the metro?
Day Five
No. I. Don't. Want. To. Were the first words muttered out of my mouth when I was awoken suddenly by my alarm clock and the tapping of Sarah knocking on my door at 10 in the morning. "We have a meeting with Francois in half an hour. We need to leave in 15 minutes!" were the next words that I heard as I opened my eyes, only to find myself standing at my own door with my wild woman hair meshed to one side of my head, and my throat almost closed up from the lack of humidity in the room. Ugh. Again I found myself attempting to get ready in a matter of minutes and I still was not fully awake by the time we had marched ourselves out of the dorm and into the freezing, windy day that lay ahead of us. We ended up perched outside of Francois's office for about 1/2 an hour, slowly realizing we could have had an extra twenty minutes asleep. Once we arrived he then told us about the tedious,most annoying process of getting a French bank account through this bank called GNP, which also collaborates with Bank of America. Not understanding half of what he was saying we all dreaded the process that lay ahead of us and we obediently went to go finish some more paperwork and get our student ID cards.
At this point I don't believe any of us had the energy to even bother walking anywhere so we took the metro to Republique, one of the stops on the metro that takes you to the shopping and restuarant part, and we searched out a place to eat. We found a little sandwhich shop not too far off and happily munched on our baguette sandwhiches while I downed an entire can of apple juice in about a minute. I don't know if any of you have ever had one of those 'I'm so thirsty, but my thirst can't be quenched' kind of days, but this was definitely one of them. So in order to solve my thirst problem we decided to hop back on the street and go find this little shop we were told about called, Le Haricot Rouge. Little did we know that when our informant told us that the hot chocolate here was very chocolatey, she meant extremely chocolatey. The hot chocolates were literally melted down chocolate a little cream and a little milk. And on the side came a little wedge of a chocolate brownie, and a little shotglass filled with plain tap water. First sip we must have all just kind of died and gone to heaven, second sip it was still delicious, but by the 5th sip it was just too much chocolate. I don't think there has ever been anyone to say a phrase like that, but in all fairness it was just drinking melted chocolate. And lots of it for that matter.
So once we made the decision that there was no possible way of finishing such a strong drink we decided to go back to the University and try to finish some of our paperwork. Skipping over the boring and very annoying process we ended up going back to the dorm after our University excersion and passing out in our beds. And now it is time for me to go have a delectable dinner of, whats that? Brie and more wine! Imagine that. Bonsoiree tout le monde, et a bientot pour le jour prochaine!
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Day three!
Bonjour tout le monde! So today was a very low key day because none of us woke up till past 2 in in the afternoon haha. All of us were up until around 5 in the morning. Jetlag still hasn't left us. So once we finally all got ourselves up and moving we decided to take a little walk downtown and take the métro to la place de Sainte-Anne (which is definately NOT a fun walk if you don't take the metro!!)
So from there we were all craving some café au lait and wanted to find a little cafe or restaurant to appease to our craving. We walked around for a good forty five minutes or so unfortunately because Sundays in France are very boring, and nothing tends to be open. So we finally found a little pub called O'Connells run by these two Irish blokes who were possibly the nicest Irishmen we had ever met. We had our cafe au lait and the irish bloke we ordered our drinks from ended up being very, very helpful and gave us some maps to the city, a menu to the restaurant we eventually had dinner at, and also some useful information that Monday nights at O'Connel's is English night!
So having waited till our restaurant opened we went about a block down and found the sweetest most adorable, jazz-themed Italian restaurant called Papa Mia. Let's just say the Fucci's would be very proud! The décor consisted of a lot of jazzy paintings, delicately hand-blown glass chandeliers, and old books that lined the wooden beamed walls. When we ordered our pasta none of us were surprised to find that it was absolutely delicious and the wine of course was matched perfectly with our choice of food. At the end of the meal we all knew we wanted dessert and it was obvious that whatever we chose would be excellent. In the end we chose the crème brouillée and, just like in the movie Emelie, we cracked the shell. Perfection comes in many forms I think, and I can definately say that it resides in this French dish. We all felt extremely happy and pleasently full so we paid for our meals and went on our way to find the métro again.
One thing we learned on our little excursion is that it is better to be safe than sorry! The métro is just like any other train station, you buy your ticket, and either electronically or physically, the ticket is stamped. We had a bit of a run in when we found out that sometimes the people in charge of running the métro will just randomly come aboard and check to see that everyone has their ticket with them. Today happened to be one of those days, and we were extremely glad we had found an extra ticket hidden in Kayla's wallet. Otherwise we might "avoir des ennuis'.... deep doo doo. So here we are, day three down and about 200 and something left to go! Tomorrow is our orientation for classes so I will be finding out what classes I will be taking, and when they are at. a tout a l'heure, et a bientôt pour la jour prochaine!
So from there we were all craving some café au lait and wanted to find a little cafe or restaurant to appease to our craving. We walked around for a good forty five minutes or so unfortunately because Sundays in France are very boring, and nothing tends to be open. So we finally found a little pub called O'Connells run by these two Irish blokes who were possibly the nicest Irishmen we had ever met. We had our cafe au lait and the irish bloke we ordered our drinks from ended up being very, very helpful and gave us some maps to the city, a menu to the restaurant we eventually had dinner at, and also some useful information that Monday nights at O'Connel's is English night!
So having waited till our restaurant opened we went about a block down and found the sweetest most adorable, jazz-themed Italian restaurant called Papa Mia. Let's just say the Fucci's would be very proud! The décor consisted of a lot of jazzy paintings, delicately hand-blown glass chandeliers, and old books that lined the wooden beamed walls. When we ordered our pasta none of us were surprised to find that it was absolutely delicious and the wine of course was matched perfectly with our choice of food. At the end of the meal we all knew we wanted dessert and it was obvious that whatever we chose would be excellent. In the end we chose the crème brouillée and, just like in the movie Emelie, we cracked the shell. Perfection comes in many forms I think, and I can definately say that it resides in this French dish. We all felt extremely happy and pleasently full so we paid for our meals and went on our way to find the métro again.
One thing we learned on our little excursion is that it is better to be safe than sorry! The métro is just like any other train station, you buy your ticket, and either electronically or physically, the ticket is stamped. We had a bit of a run in when we found out that sometimes the people in charge of running the métro will just randomly come aboard and check to see that everyone has their ticket with them. Today happened to be one of those days, and we were extremely glad we had found an extra ticket hidden in Kayla's wallet. Otherwise we might "avoir des ennuis'.... deep doo doo. So here we are, day three down and about 200 and something left to go! Tomorrow is our orientation for classes so I will be finding out what classes I will be taking, and when they are at. a tout a l'heure, et a bientôt pour la jour prochaine!
mon adresse!
So for my family and friends, if you all want to send me a letter or anything I am posting my address for you all! It's kind of weird, but just copy it as is and you should be fine!
MEAGAN DESROCHES 721
Résidence universitaire
Square de Normandie - CS 31002
35010 RENNES Cedex
MEAGAN DESROCHES 721
Résidence universitaire
Square de Normandie - CS 31002
35010 RENNES Cedex
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