I'm in shock. French banks GIVE you money. Straight up, no strings attached. My school has agreement with one of the banks, so just for being a student, they give me 60€ a month. I don't get it, but I like it.
Encore plus de choses françaises à noter…
- Dance floors don't exist in bars, you make your own.
- La fumerie is what they call the designated smoking area.
The walls of these apartments are thin.
During the day, I can hear some of the other tenants in my building vacuuming of practicing their piano. The latter is actually quite nice. At night, the sounds from the street cleaners, dogs, and partiers echo up the sides of the buildings and into my room. But I'll never complain, because it is still better than freezing in your sleep with no sheets like I did my first two nights.
I now have a television set to watch the French news on. As well as other shows like Friends and Melrose Place, all dubbed in French. It's quite entertaining. The skewed colours of the ancient TV also add to the humour: green toned flesh and purple skies.
Meandering about…
Saturday afternoon was spent with Linda, Julia, and Meghan (two germans and a canuck) in the town of Sète. It was quite windy and cold, but it was worth it just to see the waves of the sea crashing against the rocks. It's a fishing port town, so there were lots of boats of course and it was great to see. Then we had a very memorable lunch (that I would like to forget) at a really nice place called Le Bistrot du Port. The restaurant was great; it's just too bad we suck at ordering seafood in French. But Linda managed to suck back her baker's dozen of raw mussels.
The canal in Sète
A house on the hill
Mediterranean Sea
Next time I go here, I'll make sure I bring my dictionary to
avoid any more snafus while ordering des fruits du mer.
:S
The sun was shining on Sunday, so we took advantage of the beautiful weather to explore more of the city. Meghan and I checked out the Antigone district, and I am in love. La Place d'Or is an incredible stretch of fountains and cafés along a pavilion. I'm not even entirely sure how to describe it. But it leads to a canal called Le Lez where we crossed over the Passage d'Aphrodite. All of Antigone is based off of Greek mythology and there is an Olympic swimming pool along way. There are some really cool buildings and apartments.
The walk through Antigone
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