Day Deux

I've finally met everyone, and it looks like I'm one of the very few non French majors. In fact, most people seemed surprised that I barely speak any French. Thankfully, one of the guys doesn't speak French either. We shared an ignorance-of-French high five.

I met the woman in charge of the program here, and she's very nice. She also seems unconcerned by lack of knowledge of the French language. She said I'll be a little overwhelmed this week, but that I'll get the hang of it soon enough. I expect my next entry to be titled "What Was I Thinking?" (That orginally had a swear in it, but I've decided to keep this PG.)

We attempted to go out last night, but clubs don't start getting crazy until after 11 pm (or 23h here). My jet lag prevented me from wanting to stay out past then, it didn't care that it was a Saturday night. Some people attempted clubbing, but gave up soon after and came back to sleep.

I'm surprised by the amount of students in this group that smoke. I'm not surprised about the Parisians smoking, but I guess I didn't think as many people in America did. I'm tempted to give them all a cancer talk. I doubt this is the way to make friends, so I'll wait untilI know them better.

Today we go to Tours and I meet the homestay family I'll be with for the next two weeks. My family is one woman (or maybe one man... not really sure. I'm pretty sure it's a woman. What if it's a shim?! The French version of Pat.) who is retired from AirFrance and enjoys music and water aerobics. I'm not entirely sure if I'll have internet there, so no one freak out if I don't write for awhile.

Thanks for all the comments! And Ryan, the French word for French fries is frites, though I haven't seen that on a menu yet. Mainly just bread and cheese (which I have avoided so far. Go me!)