French Word of the Day: amis (ah me)- friends
I haven’t been writing because I have had neither internet nor time. I’m in Tours. The family I’m staying with has three children (two girls, one boy, ages 7-13). I haven’t met the children yet, but I think everything should be fine (I originally posted “should be good” and then the English major in me came back). The mom (Larence) was pleased to find out I was older than 16, because I’m more independent. Although, like everyone else on the planet, she thought I was around 16 when she first saw me. 16 year-olds like to steal food from the fridge. I’m allowed to come and go as I please, and I’m much closer to the city center than I was before.
Best of all? I get my own room!
I can’t wait until I move into my foyer in three weeks. After Tours (two weeks from now), it still won’t be ready because it’s still being built. This means I have to stay somewhere else for the week after Tours. Having to move my bags again will not be my favorite moment. However, having a brand new place with a brand new toilet of my OWN will be great.
My foyer is supposed to be awesome. I’ve been told it’s like a mini studio apartment with its own bathroom and kitchenette. Having seen the size of some of the studio apartments in Paris, the word “mini” worries me. I’ll send photos in three weeks and we can all learn together what “mini” is for Paris. I’m guessing only my arm will fit inside.
I met everyone from the program yesterday. They all seem to be normal, well-adjusted human beings. I hope I maintain this impression.
I did find people willing to make the journey with me to Disneyland Paris! I’m not the only one who enjoys pure happiness. I was pleased to find more than one person. Judging by that alone, I don’t think I’ll have too much trouble with this group.
I also got my French bankcard! The French have different credit cards than we do, which made my life a lot harder last year. I would give them my card and they’d stare at it like it was going to eat them. I would have to teach them how to use it.
Théo has been reading my blog posts. I was in the room when he read them and he mostly laughed. He only got offended and said, “Hey!” a few times. I’m taking that as a good sign.
Pain au chocolat count: 4