It is 6:30 pm in Tours. The weather is gloomy
but not cold. The flight from LA to Washington DC was 5 hrs. It wasn’t that bad
except I was starving the whole time. They offered food but I would have to pay
extra. When I got to DC I was so happy to have my friends come in first. I
would have been completely lost at the airport. They reminded me that I had to
eat, which if you know me, it is vital to ask me if I ate or else I would
starve myself without even knowing. We went to the Marriott for a meeting and
then got back to the airport right away. We stayed at the airport for 4 hrs. I
ate lasagna which was hella expensive but a girl gotta eat. Red met a South
African guy while she was getting her food.
He was really nice. He let us charge our phones on his laptop. And of
course the South African accent is unbelievably charming.
We got on the plane at 9:30 pm (DC time) and we
were all sitting far from each other. At first I was sitting next to a baby
right by the exit door. Notice I have the worst luck when it comes to seating
arrangements. However, when the plane took off, the stewardess asked me if I
can move to a different seat because the baby wants more space. I was happy to
leave the seat. I ended up sitting next to a French guy named Axel. He was
really cute. He kept talking about his American girlfriend the whole time. They
met in Paris when she was studying abroad and now they go back and forth to
visit each other. Makes you wanna believe in love again.
When we landed in Paris, there was no time to
buy a phone card to call my parents. We went straight to the bus and left for
Tours. I was jetlagged so I slept for the first 3 hrs. We stopped at a rest
area and the chaperon gave us 10€ each to buy lunch. I got a ham and butter
sandwich. It wasn’t bad for a rest area food. An hour later we were in Tours
and our host families were waiting for us at the institution. My host family
were Monsieur Bernard and Madame Emilienne. They own a brewery and a farm. But
we were staying at their city home.
The house is full of foreign students. I have
someone else from Sweet Briair. She seems really nice and she actually wants to
learn Arabic and go to Egypt. It is good to have someone I can speak English
with or else I will forget it completely; that would be a problem when I come
back from France. It is a beautiful
house: at least 7 rooms, a kitchen, 7 showers, 1 toilet, 1 salon, 1 living room
and 1 office. It is an old style house. It looks like American homes in the
20’s. There is one but vital problem right now. I have yet to contact my
parents and letting them know that I am here in France safe and sound. There is
no internet in the house. My phone doesn’t work and about to die. I have yet to
buy a SIM card for my European phone. So I have no way of contacting anybody
for that matter till tomorrow. And I forgot to bring a converter for my phone,
my laptop and my hair straightener. Safe to say I am not washing my hair today.
Dinner is always at 8pm. We can’t make loud noises after 11pm. She hasn’t told
us yet what time is breakfast. It is so hard to understand Emilienne. She
doesn’t speak English at all. Even the words that I don’t know in French, I
have to find a way to explain them in French. Anyways, dinner is in an hour and
I have to go wash up. I don’t usually talk with my family over dinner but I
don’t know about Bernard and Emilienne. This will be interesting…
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