so mandy and i drove down to montpellier on friday afternoon with her flatmate, Aziza (who is a little awesome and definitely a little crazy. she talked about how to improve traffic flow and avoid bouchons (traffic jams) 1h45 of the 2h ride. buut it was nice to take a road trip.
we arrived at Montferrier sur Lez, the village just outside Montpellier where we were going to be staying, around 19h. so the host parents - marc and clothilde - have 3 daughters and one son, from my age up to early 30s, as well as a hilarious dog, Toby, who likes to jump all over you and try to sit on your lap, never mind the fact that he is like, as big as me. highly entertaining. anyway, friday night the son and his girlfriend (and their toy poodle sheesps (?)) were staying there, as well as clothilde's sister. over the next two nights there would be additional cousins, daughters, i dont even know...but the house is huge and gorgeous and there was plenty of room and food and homemade breads and jam for breakfast (miammm)...friday night we just chilled with the fam, had aperos, homemade yogurt, these amazing olives from spain that tasted like berries, talked about our astrological signs, played with the dogs, and generally relished being in a house that actually felt homey.
saturday morning mandy and i headed into the city early, to profiter bien from the day. a few other assistants had randomly decided to come to montp. for the weekend, as well (jessika, shazz and andrea), so we planned to meet them in the afternoon when their train arrived. so sidebar: mandy is obsessed with this city (and understandably so, after having visited and met her host fam and all that) and has some pretty sweet stories, one that includes
so ive heard this story, i know about Charles, and we get on the bus and there he is!! so of course she had to catch up with him, and of course he was heading into town, too, and of course we went for a coffee and he gave us all the chocolates he'd saved but hadn't eaten...and he recounted the local history of every stop on the tramway for me (...in one ear, out the other...), took us to see the highlights in the old town, told us local fables, off-color jokes, treated us to lunch (mmm crepes and cidre). it was an intense morning of french and grandpa-ness. quel coincidence!
Sunday was just chill, two cups of tea in the morning, catching up on our vitamin D while dog-walking, then warming up from the wind next to the fire, while watching Ocean's 11 and Shrek (VF, sadly). we had a traditional, multi-course french dinner to celebrate marc's birthday and easter: champagne, olives, homemade bread and pate for the apero; salad fresh from the garden with shallots, grapefruit slices, and a balsamic dressing; sanglier et pommes de terre (wild boar and potatoes; apparently one daughter's boyfriend had caught the boar...i dont know...) for the main course - and zucchini tart for me and mandy; fromage; homemade bread; wine; fondant de marrons (chestnut cake), les poissons chocolat.....ohh man it was trop bon. everyone was super friendly, we clocked some significant french minutes...good times.
monday morning we went back into town to hang out until we had to meet Aziza to drive back to Valence. everything was still closed for easter, so we chilled in some parks, wandered around monoprix, and went for coffee once we'd had our fill of the wind. the drive back was longer - there was lots more traffic - but we had andrea and jessika with us, and we managed to keep entertained, mainly making fun of the people in the cars around us.
umm voila, c'est tout. i finally managed to catch up on my sleep this week - last week i was super insomniac (sendoug out cover letters...uugh), so it was nice to unwind over the weekend, but the house was noisy and i didnt sleep much, and then i had morning classes all week and went out every night (il faut profiter!!), and donc ive been quite sleepy. oh and theres this extra (loud) girl living with us for the moment. she's karine's friend, apparently her fam lost their apt somehow, so she's staying here until things are sorted out - but of course no one told ME anything, so it's just been a vrai bordel over here with all these screaming girlies running around and im all awkward and hating this place. it's been 3 weeks, gah! but we're finally on relatively friendly terms, i mean last night there were about 10 ppl over fir dinner and Anais (the girl) did ask if it was ok and they weren't being too noisy. i mean, not that i'd've said anything, but it was nice that she asked at least. meh. im outta here in a month OMG that's soo weird. i dont want to leave yet. i might switch my ticket. or 'miss' my flight. i mean, i love that it's 2 weeks and counting teaching-wise and this-house-wise, but of course it seems like all the fin things are happening now. new french friends. warmth to go hiking. festivals. warmth to take cafe outside. and im speaking so much more french now, i cant go back yet!!!!!!
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