I know I've said this before but time really does move faster in France. Another week in France is already underway and I have the strong feeling that it's going by too fast and it'll be the weekend soon and then next week and the week after and then JUNE and won't know where the time went.
Yikes.
The only good thing about time moving this fast is that so far my days have been pretty much chock-full of fun stuff, cooking adventures, delicious food and time to write and read.
Oh and did I say delicious food? By food I really meant desserts, and coffee.
Also by delicious food I am not in anyway implying that since I've came to France I've become Julia Child, because I haven't; and probably won't. I am learning slightly how to cook and some things have turned out pretty good, mediocre, or my personal favorite "well we haven't gotten sick yet." The other night I made fried pears cooked in a Nutella and butter, which will probably give me a heart attack later but at the time was pretty good. I've also managed to make turkey and salmon on a couple occasions and of course, spaghetti. I tried making rice tonight to go with the salmon, which would have been really good had I cooked the rice how the box said : "12 minutes in boiling water" instead of: "12 minutes in water that was boiled and now is just hot..."
Who would have thought?
But the important thing is that I am learning from my dumb cooking mistakes and there have been less and less meals that fall into the "we haven't gotten sick yet" category.
The last few days in France have been incredibly great. Over the weekend Betsy, Mary Beth and I went and saw "Les femmes du 6eme etage" which is a French film about a group of Spanish maids who work for rich families in Paris during the 1960's. It was really funny and good, there was a love story element to the movie, which was nice but (I think) was pretty...well...French and slightly strange. However, by far the best part of the movie was that I could understand it! And follow along and didn't feel lost ever. Which makes me incredibly happy and feel like I'm doing really well in my comprehension.
Saturday, it rained but despite this Betsy and I went to the Marche and bout some fresh fruit and veggies and then made a quick trip to Carrefourre for the essential french cookies and crackers and other delicious things. We went window shopping au Centre-ville after that, met up with a few girls later in the night and ended up at the bar "Les Varieties" where we had some DELICIOUS crepes and coffee. The drinks were pretty low priced there too...aaaand they have karaoke on Thursdays, so we're definitely going back in the near future.
Sunday, a group of us had plans to walk to one of the big park's in Angers and later to Ile Saint Aubin for a picnic. It was an incredibly beautiful day for a long walk and a really good time, although we didn't actually get to visit Ile Saint Aubin (we couldn't find the bridge, haha). We had some fresh baguettes, cheese, cookies, and Cidre for our picnic which was pretty much fantastic. By the time we got home I was pretty much dead inside though from all of the walking (almost 10 miles all told, in about 5 hours) and lounged around the rest of the day and did some homework.
Ok, I don't know if this is normal, but I'm not really homesick. Or missing home too much. Skype + Facebook makes it easy to talk to anyone I really want to, and I live with Betsy so I'm not completely isolated with my host family. Not to say I don't miss things, because I do, such as:
1. My friends and family, obviously. Can't you all just move here?
2. My car. I DESPERATELY miss driving my car, relying on public transportation is just not my favorite thing in the world, even though it's more cost efficient.
3. Cheap food, particularly doughnuts. France is just more expensive, but the food is better so it's a pretty even trade most of the time. Except for the fact that they don't have doughnuts, which are one of the main loves of my life.
4. My incredibly warm green blanket.
5. Bagels
6. A big selection of micro-brewed beers. (I should probably just learn to like wine more, and then I wouldn't have this problem)
7. Singing really loud in my car or just in general.
That's really all for now. Oh, awesome discovery, the alarm clock in my room has a radio on it. So for the last few days I've been rocking out to some French music (but also a lot of American music) which has been GREAT!
Much love, Sarah
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