Today, my host mom told me that we would see the sun and then winter would visit us permanently. This made me sad and all the more determined to go on a nice walk. I dragged another girl along with me and she didn't want to go at first, but I refused to sit down until we were on the island. After that wonderful excursion, we went to Place Plume where all the students go to hang out and we got some tea. I ordered us some thé vanille (vanilla tea, for those who need clarification). I knew it was good because I had some the last time I was in Belgium. That was like the icing on the cake. Spending the last of the autumn weather with a cup of tea was poetic and relaxing.
This week was great. I'm not exactly sure what made it so great, but it was and I'm glad that it was. The weather was fantastic and school went pretty well. My teacher has been sick for the past two days, so we've had a sub and she's been great. I was completely lost when we were doing grammar exercises for the relative pronouns, so she worked with me for 45 minutes after class and I finally understand a little bit more :) I'm just proud of myself for piping up and saying something! haha.
I really miss Alix, though. She left for Belgium for the weekend on Wednesday due to her sister's birthday and it's been quite boring without her. I found out yesterday that there will be another student moving in here on Monday- he's Chinese and he's a level 1 French student at the Institute (beginner) and that's all I know. I'm trying to fix my attitude because now there will be three people sharing a bathroom... I know I'm spoiled, so I guess this will help me become a better person. Maybe. ;)
My host mom's mother is here visiting for the weekend, which made dinner really fun because I just got to listen and then we started talking about languages and I actually didn't stumble for word choices as much as I usually do. We also talked about blueberries and cranberries. They actually don't have cranberries in France, so I became a little saddened for the French because they will never know the wonders of cranberry orange juice or cranberry bread... or anything like that. But they have other things that the US doesn't, so I guess it all levels out in the end.
I'm loving being here in France and each new day brings things to learn and people to encounter. One thing that I'm not too fond of is the French way of shopping for clothes. Example: I was looking at some sweaters the other day in a store (which was much smaller than a normal American clothing store... Picture a shop a little bigger than a nail salon with as many clothes as a department store has in its women's section. Talk about crowded. Then, you have the French people who like to stand in the middle of the isle and look at something for a long time, maybe try it on... they don't care if you need to get by them, so you just mutter "Pardonnez-moi" and push past them. I felt really rude the first time I did it, but it was either do that or wait 10 minutes while the lady tried the shirt on in front of me. Yes. Shopping is much different here.
I'm going to have a nice weekend, full of going to a garden full of animals, then maybe a concert on Saturday. Sunday, I'm hoping to find the church that other Taylor students have gone to and then do homework/study... and I feel like I was going to do something else, but I forget it... Oh well.
All I have to say, as nice a week as it was, I'm very grateful for a weekend!
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