Well, the last three weeks have been a whirlwind of school and pastries. If it weren't for the journal that I write in daily, I wouldn't be able to tell you one day from the next. I can't say that anything incredibly strange has happened, but then again my deffinition for 'incredibly strange' has changed drastically since my arrival here... Anyways, the weather seems to be at a point where it's not sure what season it really is. Some days we are given a foggy, gray blanket and never ending drizzle which reminds us that winter is just around the corner. But for the most part it's clear sunshine with crisp air. I really do like the rain here though. The old city almost seems as if it's taking a nap while you hear the rain falling softly in monotonous repition against the cobble stone alleys. During a visit to get lunch in the city last week, my good friend Joanna and I were caught in the weather's indecisive ways as the day quickly switched from cloudless to downpour within minutes. We stood there watching the other pedestrians scrambling for umbrellas or running into the café nearby. I looked at Joanna and said "Joanna, we're in France!". Suddenly everything seemed prettier. The sound of the rain falling around us, the women drinking coffee in the lit up bakeries, and the gray light that had put a the city into a calm slumber. We stood there taking it all in, as the passer byers made sure to walk and extra 5 meters around us and contemplated voting for a president that had stricter immigration laws.
I'm getting to the point of adaption where almost all the things the locals find annoying, I do too. British people. They are everywhere here! Who goes on vacation in the middle of October anyways? I hope no British people are reading this. But the only British person I know is my sister's roomate, and I highly doubt she would be reading this (although if you are, I don't actually hate the brits. I'm sure you are all a nice, sarcastic bunch). Also, vacation. All I heard about the vacation in October was that it was "way too short". At first I thought that any vacation in October is great! Now I'm so French I can't help myself but to add an "amen''. A protest may be necessary.
Well towards the end of fall vacation I went on a day trip to Bordeaux with my Norwegian friend, Karoline. The weather was perfect and the city was beautiful! It is jam packed with bakeries, restaurants, and anything doing with food. Every other store is dedicated to wine. We walked around looking at shops and stopped for the occasional coffee and pastry. I don't think I can ever go back to eating American food again. I've also visited a vineyard, the biggest one in France. I learned a lot about different wines: which years were the best wine years, which grapes make what wine, etc. I still can't figure out why somebody would pay $3,000 for a bottle of wine though...Anyways, I went to a womens rugby game too. That was, uhh, intersting.
Well, Thanksgiving is coming up and I still don't really know what I'm going to do. Maybe celebrate it French style? I'll be missing my moms stuffing though! But now I'm off to go for a run with my host brother. I hope he doesn't expect much out of me and that going for a jog wont kill me. So if I don't update after the next three weeks, you'll know why... I hope everybody has a great rest of November/start of December! And happy almost Thanksgiving!
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| Bergerac was a beautiful city that I got to visit during vacation |
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| Fall in the city! |
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| schoool |
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| The sun was in our eyes hahaha but me and Karoline in Bordeaux |
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| The city from across the river |
