So yesterday I accompanied Elodie's class on their field trip. We drove for about a half an hour to this large lake which reminded me of Marsh Creek, except it was absolutely freezing. I don't know how the kids did it; I would have been the one who was crying, afraid of falling into the frigid waters. They were all very very cute though. A few of the girls kept asking me questions, but besides that I just watched them all interact to see who is the trouble maker, class clown, shy kid, etc.
It was a very cool field trip nonetheless.
Today, I tried to go into the city seule (alone). First I took the bus. Since I don't have any of the passes yet, I tried my best to say I need a ticket. But out of nervousness I said billet instead of ticket. The bus driver definitely could tell I wasn't a local since he smiled and pronounced the word correctly. Then, I didn't know what to do because he said 1,60 for the ticket, and I had 2,40. Online it said we needed exact change, so I was a little confused if I could actually get on the bus or not.
Then, I got to the metro (Gare de Vennissaux) and tried to by a ticket for that through the automatic billeterie ( looks like an ATM). I tried my american bank card a few times, tried to see if the paper money would fit into what seemed to be a slot, and then sighed. I went out to the bus stop, asked two French-Africans for help and voila! So now I know, A) American cards don't work here if you want to buy something directly B) You need coins or un chargeable metro pass to buy more tickets. Phew!
Another great thing, I bought a phone. With the help of those same friendly French (one claimed his name was Obama like our president....not so sure if he was lying or not), I was able to buy a telephone and here we are.
Still apartmentless, bankless, and struggling with my french, but hey I'm alive and currently living with an awesome family :)
As for that awesome family, Veronique made an awesome dinner tonight. It was my first time eating duck and I must say it was delicious (desolee Donald et Daffy). I also met one of their other sons, Sebastien, and his pregnant wife who is absolutely charming.
Otherwise, I've decided to write down any words I don't know so I can remember them, starting with grimper (which I still cannot pronounce properly).
And to give you a look at the weather, here are a couple new photos that I haven't posted on Facebook. The first, gives you a great idea at the daily scene outside my bedroom window. The second was taken right after a thunderstorm along the Rhone! A bientot (Later gators)
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