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| Your choice. |
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| GIANT SALES! |
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| Le poirier: pears and chocolate. ("Faire le poirier" means to do a headstand. Because you look like a pear when you're upside down, I guess?) Ruth, Norman and I ate this together late one night. Earlier that day, I had talked about limiting my sugar intake. "If it's not in the house, I just won't eat it!" I forget my resolutions pretty quickly. |
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| Ruth and I visited Compiegne today where we happened upon a figurine museum (to be honest, we sneaked into the collection in search of a bathroom. But I thought the miniatures were worth mentioning.) Little Napoleon. |
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| Portrait |
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| It looks real. Reminds me of that weird museum I visited with Katie and Aunt M in Florida. Lots of tiny stuff. |
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| La boucherie. Meat and proud men. |
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| Dude at the metro |
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| Sweet shade of green |
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| Poetic and a little too realistic |
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| Compiegne in the rain |
Not to gripe, but I got in trouble for not composting my train ticket this evening. I had to pay a 10 euro fee because I am forgetful. Then I left my favorite-special-strong-blue umbrella on the train. Which is really too bad considering it rains here every day. Time to use brain!
I discovered the French Amazon (not a jungle) this week which is similar to the US Amazon in that shipping is free if you spend a certain amount. Soooo I ordered a fancy French-English dictionary, a book of French verb conjugations, and David Sedaris' latest publication. I love mail and books and free shipping! And French and David Sedaris! and verbs.
My pal (and my sister's old buddy) Amelia came to Chauny this week from her home in Paris (we had no school on Thursday because of Armistice Day/ Veterans' Day). She brought all her laundry because laundromats in Paris (and everywhere, maybe) are very very very pricey. Like 8 euros per load, or more. Totally nuts. We had a nice lunch at a bar by my house, wandered around Chauny, ate ginger-carrot soup with my roommates (I made the soup and I will make it again soon with the remaining 2.5 kg of carrots; very tasty), played cardboard Scrabble by candlelight while it rained, and talked about old people from high school. It was a good good time and I hope we can do it again soon.
A happy thing: I have a class every other Friday of 5 students (although I've only ever had 3 show up). These students are my preferred English-learners because they are chatty and not afraid to make mistakes. They go along with my silly activities and they show genuine interest in English and in me. And yesterday, they wanted to stay after the bell had rung. That's right.
4 comments:
It was the Ringling Circus Museum and it was NOT weird! LOL Just a tad eccentric ...
The students love you and I do too! :)
Me, too! Also: TOTTERS.
AND our dear Pee Wee, who is back in everyone's good graces finally (and is now on Broadway), grew up in Sarasota, the winter home of the Ringling Circus, where he learned tightrope walking and other circus-y things. So here's to tiny figurines and Pee Wee and all things a bit out of the ordinary!
I was so relieved qu'il n'ya pas de jongle en France. :D
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