I am doing better from my last post. The feeling of homesickness has faded for a while. (Not that I don’t still miss home and the people there) Last week was my first real week of school here that I get a grade for. I love all my classes and my teachers. All my teachers are really passionate about the subject that they teach. My schedule is good for the most part. Two days a week I have class until 7 pm but I have time during the day to nap (very important). Doesn’t get much better than that, right? We started reading a book in my language class and I completely understand it all. I was so excited. I think that’s a sign that I’m getting better. My hardest class is phonetics. (How you move your mouth to form each sound) There’s not a lot of homework in any of my classes but class never lets out early like it does at home.
I booked a weekend trip to Portugal with 3 other girls. There all really fun and I am excited to see another country. It will be my first time staying in a hostel but the reviews and pictures looked really good. Even if it is only for a weekend I can’t wait to experience a different culture.
I got a job teaching English conversation classes at a high school for an hour or two a week. It pays 12 euro an hour! AMAZING! I think I’m more excited for the experience than for the money (not that the money won’t come in handy – yay extra shopping money)
I experienced my first French strike. There had been plenty since I’d gotten here but this was the first big one that I saw. It was not a strike at all! At least it didn’t look like one. It looked like a giant parade. People were handing out balloons and singing and some had their face painted. There was a giant car that had speakers on top playing techno music. This was like a celebration instead of a hostile strike. It was neat to see.
I shouldn’t be allowed to have a debit card or money in Europe. I went to find a winter coat this weekend and also returned home with a sweater, tights, 2 belts, gloves and a scarf. Someone should seriously hang on to my money until I really need it for a legit reason (although I think shopping is a good reason).
Countdown: 19 days until Portugal!
23 days until my mom, step-dad and sister get here!
33 days until Chris gets here!