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Saturday, 20 October 2012

Mixed veg, midterms and mountains

As I was sitting in my room, highlighter pen in hand ready to attack the lecture notes surrounding me, I suddenly realised that I have neglected my blog for over 2 weeks now. Obviously, with being in France time is going very fast and consequently a lot of different things happen everyday. I think it might be quite boring telling you everything, so I'll just capture and condense it all down for you. And no, this isn't an excuse to procrastinate...

To begin, my housemate and I decided to cook a traditional Sunday roast dinner for our group of international friends. Little did we know how much time it would take to cook using a microwave oven. 4 whole hours to cook roast pork, roast potatoes, mixed vegetables and homemade Yorkshire puddings.

Yum!

I've sat 4 midterms so far. Luckily for me, the modules I have chosen each entail all that I am most interested in: film and journalism. I'm one of those people that prefer to study alone, in solitude and isolation, revising in my own time and being able to gather my own thoughts. But seeing as I'm in France, I thought it would be best to change it up a bit - to find a "study buddy". My friend offered for me to come to his home not far from Antibes to study for our film midterm (my second midterm). I hopped on the train for the first time (buying my ticket speaking in French only), met my friend and then we drove to his house.

When he said he lived on the mountains, I thought he was joking... He was serious.

Welcome to Saint Jeannet

I thought he was joking.

I must admit that I was in awe at the idyllic village and views for the most part of our study session.

A week after my first midterm for Business and Professional Writing, we were sitting in the lecture and the teacher said those words that no student ever wants to hear: "I have marked your tests..." Whilst squinting my eyes, my exam paper was put in front of me. With one eye open, I looked at the percentage written at the top of the front page... 98%! Both eyes were wide open at this point. Speechless.

A few exams ticked off the list, my friend and I decided to visit the legendary Monaco, less than an hour away from Antibes by train. We already knew the shopping prices in Monaco wouldn't fit our student budgets so we spent most of the time sightseeing and window shopping.

Monaco train station - a bit too excited?

A small chapel.

Paradise...

Mountains!

For our viewing pleasures ONLY.

My car.

Creative photography right here.

An "underground" nightclub.

Buddha Bar!

Just for the Union Jack.

My Monaco masterpiece.

There is so much more to be seen in Monaco, but the party in Cannes the night before made my friend and I exhausted by the time we had finished walking around the shopping mall. I'll definitely be back though.

I'm currently getting over my second flu whilst being here, which isn't easy to do when you have lectures almost everyday, a compulsory fitness class, the pressure of exams and weekly French lessons (which are going rather well by the way). Ginger tea, despite its gag-inducing taste, is my current lifesaver. I'm halfway through getting rid of my husky voice before my fifth and final midterm on Monday, a 5-minute informative speech.

So I've given you a very quick overview of a fortnight in Gabrielle's French life. Oh and before I forget, we've finally booked our tickets to Paris! 5 days of pondering the Parisian panorama and trying not to spend too much money - yeah, right!

Friday, 5 October 2012

Bringing out the American in me...

I've been in France for just over a month now and it feels like I've been here at least a year. I got the same feeling when I was in Latvia. I can't help but think how strange it's going to feel when I'm back in England - for good this time.

Sunday was a very big day for me. As I've mentioned before, I'm a Buddhist and belong to Soka Gakkai International (SGI), an international Buddhist network. SGI has cultural centres all over Europe and it just so happens that there is one in the south of France, in a small town called Trets to be more specific. There was a meeting for all the Buddhists in the local area, where we studied the writings of Nichiren Daishonin. It was all in French but was thankfully translated into English for me and an American woman.

I made it!

The butsudan (to protect the Gohonzon inside)

Just behind Trets: La Montagne de Saint Victoire.

My mum has often raved about "Trets" (this centre) and the atmosphere surrounding it, but I think it's one of those things that you have to experience for yourself to truly understand. Now, I understand...

I'm really starting to see the difference between American and British English when in conversation with other international students.

Here is a list of my observations so far:

bathroom - toilet
class - lecture
course - module
store - shop
study - revise
schedule - timetable

I've found myself starting to use American English in some situations, just for ease of conversation. After all, one has to adapt to one's environment, correct?

"Do you have a lec... class tomorrow?"

I had my first midterm on Wednesday. I think it went well; I tried my best anyway! That was just one of 5 exams, with two more coming up next week. I'd better get on with this "studying" then...

1 down, 4 to go.


"The discovery of commonalities bridges the distance between people’s hearts" - Daisaku Ikeda