Shadowfiend23 @ Wrocław

After waking up early and getting more baked goods from a nearby boulangerie (a different one from the second day for those of you out there who are keeping track), Deanna and I watched some French cartoons! One of the best ones was SamSam, a cartoon that recounts the adventures of a 7-year-old superhero named SamSam ( a link:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SamSam  ). Among the cartoons we watched was My Little Pony : Les Amis, C’est Magique! (Friendship is Magic in English). I had a bit of trouble understanding the specifics of the dialogue, but I got the gist of the story. After lounging around for a while, Deanna and I decided to go to Place de Jaude, the de facto mall in Clermont-Ferrand, to find a way for me to use a phone in France (either buy one, or rent one, or configure mine somehow…). We needed to do this because, as I have said, the apartment search was not going well and we had already learned that most apartment listings basically required that you call the landlord. (you can email them, but I have not gotten a single response by email as of now – and it has been weeks since the first email was sent) Another reason that we wanted to go into Place de Jaude was that I had agreed to meet up near there with other assistants who were stationed in or near Clermont-Ferrand.

So without really doing nearly enough research, we waltz into Orange, one of the phone carrier giants in France, and try to explain the situation to the workers (in French, of course). I thought that I did a pretty good job, but when it came time to give them my address, the woman couldn’t understand the name of the street. I don’t know why she couldn’t, I was saying it just fine. She even called over another worker who spoke English so he could ask me “What’s your address?” even though I clearly had understood the question. I wasn’t really irritated, but I still didn’t get why they were confused. My guess is that the street was in an unknown part of town (it’s in Montferrand, which is an old part of town) and that it was a bit too small. Anyway, we figured it out and she inserted the new European sim card into my phone. And just like that – boom – I had tweaked my phone into being a French smart phone, with a brand spankin’ new number.

After leaving Orange, I called Pierrette, the woman of the couple who was hosting us, to tell her that I had gotten a phone. She cheerfully asked if Deanna and I would like to join her and her husband to have apératifs. I accepted the invitation, even though I was only partially sure about what that meant. (I correctly had remembered that that entailed eating little snacks and drinking wine while chatting) After that, Deanna and I headed off to meet the other assistants at the looming black cathedral near the center of town. (this is the cathedral you will likely see in google image searches of Clermont-Ferrand. It is iconic.)

We made our way back to the main square and met up with other assistants from the TAPIF program. We all bought sandwiches from a little vendor nearby and ate them on the steps outside of centre Jaude. It was pretty fun to talk to other people who were roughly in the same boat as us, but we couldn’t relax very well because the apartment search was a dark, bleak cloud looming over our mental horizons. So after some prodding from Deanna, we said our goodbyes to the assistants, left the square, and went back to our little room in MontFerrand.

After making a few more apartment searches on leboncoin, we set up two apartment viewings : one was at 11:00 am the next day (Saturday) near the center of CF, and the other one was for right then and there – assuming we could find where to go. I tried to follow the directions given to me by the landlord, but I couldn’t quite understand him. I thought I heard him say “eglise Saint-Pierre”, which is in Centre Jaude, but he was actually saying the name of a church in Beaumont, a small neighboring village to CF. So basically Deanna and I wasted a train ticket and more time going to the wrong church and standing up a potential landlord. When he discovered that he had gone to the wrong place, he seemed strangely calm about the whole ordeal and ended up just saying that we could probably meet up tomorrow. After this small debacle, Deanna and I returned to our room quietly waited until our prearranged meeting with our hosts.

When the time came, our hosts greeted us outside our door and brought us up to a small sitting room. They brought out pringle-like chips, peanuts, and olives. We gabbed for a bit, snacking on the little morsels, until they offered to show us the cave beneath their house. Apparently, MontFerrand is a very old part of CF, and houses such as theirs were used to collect and store wine hundreds of years ago. They picked out a bottle of wine made by Remy’s family in the northwest of France and went back up to the little sitting room. We talked for a bit longer, and on our way out, Pierrette and Remy gave us a trove of fruit! We were so grateful because had pretty much only eaten sandwiches and bread up until that point. We went back down to our room and quickly collapsed into a deep sleep.

After sleeping from 11:00 p.m. or so until 7:00 or 8:00 in the morning, Deanna and I woke up and wandered out into the streets looking for a boulangerie (a bakery). Thankfully, we found one on a small side street after about 10 or 15 minutes. After walking in and trying out some of our slightly rusty French, we happily bought a croissant and a baguette. We were surprised by how cheap the baked goods were – the total came to about €1.80 ($2.43), which would be a steal in the U.S., especially for such tasty bread. We hiked back to our room and gobbled the bread with some of the leftover fruit from the night before.

We spent the next part of the day searching endless apartment listings, trying to find something that was going to work for us. We found an apartment that seemed pretty promising – and the address was not too far from our room – so we decided to hike over and check it out. The walk ended up taking way longer than we expected (maybe a half hour), and we ended up hating the location. So it seemed like we had wasted our time.

On our way back from the apartment, we decided that we needed to get something for lunch, so we stopped at a little sandwich place. They ended up having a pretty cool deal going on – for €7.50, we got an amazing sandwich, a drink, and a dessert. I got a kebab sandwich (which was great) and a coffee eclair. My drink was some kind of pop that tasted like carbonated Tang. So it was pretty good. Then, we walked back to our place and continued the apartment search. I got tired super early though, so I ended up going to bed at 7:00 or something crazy like that. And I slept until 5:00 a.m. the next morning, so I got a breezy 10 hours of sleep.

As a side note, I had a strange dream that I was in some kind of battle royale situation. I was locked inside a small village – where it was always twilight – and I was forced to kill every other combatant in order to escape. I won’t go into the details of the battles, but suffice it to say that it was brutal. I used my lucid dream abilities to stop bullets, to teleport, to throw spikes, to throw boulders, etc. I stood alone at the end of the competition in a square built for the winner. The commentators starting chiming in, saying how I was a monster for slaughtering the others so mercilessly. But I disagreed. I told them that I had done what I needed to, in fact, that I had beaten the system. I then raised my hands and wished for everyone to come back from the dead. And come back they did. So I had found a way to get everyone out of the arena alive – no one died in the end. The dream leapt forward one year, and I recognized one of the girls from the battle. She thanked me for saving her, telling me that she would be forever grateful.

My first two days in France are completed, and let me tell you – a lot has already happened. Let me start with the lead-up to the first day, including the trip here.

My first flight on my way to France was from Minneapolis to Reykjavik, a six hour flight. All in all, the flight was pretty uneventful. The plane had those TV screens on the back of each chair, so I ended up watching something pretty much the whole way. I watched three family guys, and two movies: The Incredible Burt Wonderstone and The Matrix: Reloaded. And I did all of that while playing my DS.The people seated to my left seemed to be an older hippy couple, so listening to them during the flight was pretty funny. Honestly, the flight was overall pretty great. I experienced the least amount of turbulence I can remember from all the flights I have taken. So that’s nice.

As the flight was coming to an end, we flew over a little bit of Iceland before coming to a stop in Reykjavik. The ground seemed to be a large expanse of black sand and craggy lava rocks. So naturally, it reminded me of Hawaii. My quick layover (about 30 minutes) in the Reykjavik airport was largely uninteresting – I had free wifi so I just browsed something random until we could board the next flight.

I was seated in an emergency exit aisle for this flight, and that was actually amazing for me since I had drastically more leg room. During the first flight, my right ankle cramped up from a lack of movement space. Also, I had an empty seat directly to my right, so I didn’t need to worry about elbowing anyone during the flight. This flight was largely uneventful as well. The most interesting part of it was hearing these older ladies behind me talking about how they had always wanted to go to Paris but hadn’t until now. They sounded ecstatic, which is great! (who wouldn’t be happy for them?) Anyway, my DS died during the flight, so I kind of just listened to conversations and hung out during the three hour flight (not bad, huh?). We got into Paris at 12:30 local time, a half hour ahead of schedule.

After hopping off the plane and waltzing into the airport, I got both of my checked bags and left the international arrival area. That was probably my first mistake. Honestly, this was about the time that this day started to go downhill. You see, the problem was that I hadn’t eaten or slept on either of my two flights. So I had been up for more than a day and hadn’t eaten for about 14 hours. It was about 12:45 by this point. And Deanna’s plane wasn’t supposed to get in until 3:45, so I couldn’t really do anything until she got there. So I had a backpack and two checked bags to babysit for about three hours while I waited for her. It probably wouldn’t have been so bad, but I was super tired so I didn’t really want to do anything with any of the stuff in my backpack. I tried reading The Hero With One Thousand Faces, but I didn’t have quite the patience for it at that point. So I kind of just paced around the edge of the terminal, waiting for some sign that Deanna had arrived. Once it started getting closer to 4:00, I started to wonder whether our meeting plan had been sound – we had decided to meet at the Hippopotamus café, but since neither of our phones were working, I was worried that we wouldn’t be able to find each other. So I decided just to walk over to the only exit from the international arrivals that I knew about, hoping that I would eventually find her. Thankfully, she appeared within 15 minutes or so.

By the way, the next few parts of this are going to sound complaint-ridden, so sorry about that!

After we met up, we scurried off to Terminal 3 to get on the RER B line. We were a bit disappointed to learn that it was €19 for two tickets and that they only took coins, no cash, no cards. I still don’t really understand why it was quite so expensive. (That’s about $25 for those of you out there who were wondering) This part of the trip was pretty awful. I was lugging around two big checked bags and a backpack that was ~22 lbs through crowded Parisian metro stations (and on the metro itself). Of course no one tried to make any room for us when we needed it. Finally, we arrived at Gare-Bercy, the station closest to the train station we needed to be at in order to go down to Clermont-Ferrand.

We started pulling around luggage down an uneven cobblestone street while rain poured down on us, soaking us and the luggage. After getting to the station, we waited in line for about 15 minutes to see whether we could get an exchange for our train tickets (because Deanna’s flight was delayed six hours, so we missed the train we had originally booked). When we got to the front of the line, we found out two things: one, we learned that the tickets were non-refundable and non-exchangeable; two, we learned that we had “incorrectly” purchased the youth rate for tickets when you actually need a special card to do that (though I still don’t get this because our passports prove that we are under 25). So I had wasted €88 ($118) on two useless tickets. Also, I hadn’t taken out enough money to buy both of our tickets, and Deanna hadn’t taken any money out yet, so we couldn’t buy more tickets then and there. To top it all off, the closest ATM was about ten minutes away (how this was possible I also do not understand). So we drag our luggage back out onto the cobblestone streets, the rain eager to dampen our spirits. Long story short, Deanna ended up leaving all the luggage with me for a while as she ran down the street to find the strangely elusive ATM. She took out enough money and we trekked back to the station. Once there, we found that the ticket machines wouldn’t take cash – just credit. So we had to go back in line to get tickets. Also, as a quick note, it was about 6:45 right then, and the next train left at 7:00, so we were hurrying, to say the least. Thankfully, the woman behind the counter let us go to the front of the line, and we paid her the €114  ($153) that two full price tickets cost. Ouch.

Getting onto the train was quite an ordeal as well. Our tickets had an assigned voiture and seat, but we couldn’t see any labels on the voitures, so we had no idea where to go. A random man was nice enough to tell us where to go, so we sped off down the cars to the one we were supposed to go to. Our luggage barely fit down the aisles as we rocketed done the cars, and mainly people stared daggers at us for disturbing them (or for being foreign, or for being loud, I don’t know). We finally crammed our luggage in a side storage compartment and slumped down into incorrect seats (we couldn’t sit in our rightful seats because a man was already in one of them). A ticket man walked through and checked our tickets, but he didn’t seem to care that we were in the wrong spot. After that, we slept for most of the 4 hour train ride.

After the train arrived in CF, we started to worry about how we were going to make it to our first destination. We had no phone and no map, and it was about 10:30 by this point (and still raining). Miraculously, as we stepped off the train, we saw that Remy and Pierrete (the couple whose house we were staying in for a few days) were there waiting for us, holding a sign bearing Deanna’s name. I was so relieved to see them – it seemed like a turning point in the day. They brought our bags to their car, and we talked with them a bit during the short drive back to their house. Their house was actually very interesting – their garage door consisted of two wooden slabs that retracted when they hit the garage door button, and they have a central courtyard that leads to several guest rooms (like ours) and to their main house, which we haven’t seen yet. We brought our luggage into the room, and they showed us some of the general stuff we needed to know for our stay there. Then, Pierrete asked us if we were hungry, and we let out a resounding “YES!”. So she proceeded to bring us a super appetizing tray of fruit, cheese, and meat:

Remember, I still hadn’t eaten yet, and it was about 11:15 by this point. So by my count, it had been 24 hours since my last meal. Suffice it to say that I was starving. After gorging ourselves a bit, I feel into a deep, contended sleep. And thus ends my first day of my current trip to France!

Leave a comment if you’d like, and I hope any readers out there enjoyed reading my novelette of a first post!

Leaving for France on Tuesday!!! Super excited!

So, we are in about the 4th week of school now, and I am really missing summer. I have 16 credits now, and my paper grader position plus my PAL job added to my school work is definitely wearing me down. So far everything is going fine, and I am happy that I am able to pay for the apartment, but I don’t like how much extra I have to do. I have a test tomorrow, another next Wednesday, and another the week after that. Because of my test tomorrow…I will post more after that.

So I don’t have much time right now because I really want to try to get some sleep tonight, but let me just say that I am pretty happy, though I am pretty stressed. I got my paper back from my French 3101 class, and I got a B on it. : (   Deanna also got a B, and most other people got at most an A-. Also, we get a rewrite, so maybe I can improve my grade. I got Deanna two monkeys for Valentine’s Day, one of them being a girl sock puppet monkey known as “Shelley”. Deanna finds her very cute. I also got her a boy monkey who has “I love you this much” written on his stomach. His name is “Seymour”. Deanna also finds him cute. I made Deanna a tasty basil linguine chicken pesto for Valentine’s Day, while she made me a chicken “gougère” with petite Napoleons and carrots vichy (those were amazing!!!). Another funny thing that happened last Friday was that Jake swallowed a game piece while we were playing Settlers of Cataan. We all found it hilarious. I have a test next Monday in Fourier Analysis, and I am very scared of that. I will add more to this later! Goodnight!

So the past week has been pretty good. I had a relaxing weekend on campus; we (Deanna, Jake, Amy and I) went to many events at Coffman. We painted some frisbees and some sunglasses, we had smoothies from Maui Wowie, we had a caricature drawn of the four of us (I will add that picture later), and we saw Due Date at the Coffman movie theater. We liked it, but it was hard to watch because Galifanakas’ character was such a bumbling idiot that he continually worsened the situations he and Robert Downey Jr.’s character were in. I thought it was like a blend of Dinner for Schmucks and Pineapple Express.

The Superbowl was pretty fun. Jake, Amy, Deanna, and I watched it together with chips and mango salsa close at hand. Jake was ecstatic when the Packers won – he was jumping up and down and screaming. It was a very strange thing to watch, if I must say.

We have been watching some old childhood tv shows lately – Jake showed Deanna, Amy, and me Mummies Alive and Street Sharks while I showed them Kablam! and Rocko’s Modern Life. I love watching the old shows because nostalgia can be very enjoyable. I actually watched an episode of Rugrats today while I was eating the wonderful leftover chili from last night’s dinner (good work Deanna).

Anyway, I have a paper to write for Friday in my French 3101 class, but I am not too worried about it because I already have Les Fleurs du Mal, the collection from which the poem I need to analyze is drawn. It is an interesting poem. It is one of the four parts of the poem Spleen de Paris. I will definitely need to think more about it tomorrow.

Sadly, we did not get our tests back today in French 3016, but we did have an interesting discussion about philosophy, religion, and politics. However interesting the class was, the lecture was haphazard because the professor hadn’t prepared correctly today (he was one day off). We didn’t learn very much, which you could consider a pro or con depending upon your point of view. I liked what he had to say, at least.

Fourier Analysis is still going well. Nothing too difficult so far. No test coming up. All’s clear on the western front.

I have a test in Calc IV Friday, and I am slightly worried about it. The theory is no problem, but we need to do certain matrix ops by hand (no calculator on this test), and there is always room for error when mental math is involved. I feel pretty confident about it though.We’ll see how I feel this Friday.

Well, I better get to bed – I need to LA for discussion tomorrow. See you later!

Hello all! Another week down!

Deanna and I went to a Guster concert last Friday, and I must say that it was very fun. I have liked Guster for years, so it was very fun to see them in concert finally. The lead singer had a very funny stage presence, illustrated by a scene where he had the crowd boo him when he came back onto the stage, prompting him to give us middle fingers and swearing at us (as a joke of course). The State theater is amazing as one would guess, so I am glad to go back there. I know Deanna covered this a little bit already, but it was nice to actually have a successful concert at the State Theater. Last time we went there (to see Snow Patrol), we were very late and technical difficulties plagued the performance. Hopefully we can see Snow Patrol again some day…anyway, if you want to see the pictures of the concert, you should check out Deanna’s blog!!!

My classes are still chugging along – I have a test in French 3016 next Monday, and I am quite scared about that. Thankfully I have nothing else coming up until them, so I can focus almost entirely on that. Every other class is OK. Nothing particularly worrying or difficult. Same old same old.

Tonight, I needed to be one of the leaders for a review session for physics 1301 (the class for which I am LA-ing). Overall it was pretty fun because I really do like instructing (and there was a lot of math!), but one of the other LAs kept trying to undermine my authority, and I think that he overstepped his boundaries a few times. It was definitely hard not to explain things more sometimes though…

On a side note, I had to do a lot of dishes last night. AGH! I hate doing them!

On another note, Jake, Deanna, and I went to a Japanese place tonight (Deanna and I went there Monday actually), and Jake ordered a seafood hot pot. He was excited about eating exotic things, but he wasn’t prepared for the tiny octopi that he got. The suckers had a weird texture, and it was very odd to eat the heads.

Well, I guess that’s all. Talk to you later!

So it is the second week of classes and it has been going well so far!  I have been really stressed lately because it feels like I am constantly working.  I guess that is the life of a working man… 🙂

Fourier Analysis teacher is hard to understand because he has a strong Chinese accent, but so far the class is pretty easy.  For my French 3016 class I am surprised at the somewhat low speaking ability of most of the students (not that I am that great).  The teacher of that class is very rigid and precise, but seems more structured than our French 3015 teacher.  J’aime son style d’apprendre.  French 3101 is very work intensive, but the teacher is pretty liberal so far (no assignments to turn in)!  Honors Calc 4 has been really easy to this point.  Busy work, busy work, busy work.  LA-ing has been fun, it’s nice to try out teaching and it’s rewarding to feel like I have helped students.

We have made a lot of interesting meals lately: General Tso’s chicken with fried rice, bread-crumb crusted chicken with spaghetti, kung pao chicken, and coconut curry couscous.  I am doing a bit of emotional eating… which probably isn’t good.

Tomorrow, Deanna and I are going to the Guster concert at the State Theatre and we are both really excited!!!  We have been there once before and are happy to be going back because our last concert there was cut short by our first day of French 1003.  Deanna got me a really cool toy helicopter as an early birthday present; Jake and I have been playing with it ever since!  On a less positive note, I discovered that the back wheel on my bike has been stolen 🙁 🙁 🙁

Deanna is writing my entry this week because she thought it would be nice!  (Aaron is dictating)

So, I am pretty sleepy right now, but I haven’t written for a while, so I will quickly summarize my past few weeks. I took a french test and a physics test last Friday – I will be getting them back this Friday and tomorrow, respectively. I think I did very well on the physics test and pretty well on the french test. The french teacher told me that I should consider being a french major because she thinks I am so good at it. I wonder whether she meant that…also, what provoked the comment? She just told me before class.

Anyway, we saw Obama a few Saturdays ago at the Field House. We waited in line for three hours, thinking that there was no way we were getting in (as the line snaked from the Field House, down Washington, up Church St., around the Mall (where we were), and down the Washington Ave. bridge). We saw first a student speaker, then Al Franken, then Amy Klobuchar, then Mark Dayton, then Obama himself. Deanna’s friend Amy waited with us most of the time but she left to go somewhere with her aunt and uncle about ten minutes before we got in (big mistake in my opinion). Umbrellas were not permitted inside the building, but it was forecasted to rain that day, so many trees along the line were adorned with discarded umbrellas. Deanna was too short to see the speakers very well, but Jake and I could see pretty well. I don’t have any pictures available at the moment because Deanna lost the memory card she was using to take the pictures (it’s fine).

On a similar note, I voted on Tuesday. There was quite a commotion because I didn’t have any documentation (with me) to prove that I lived at the Dinkydome and because the Dinkydome wasn’t in their lists of addresses, but it all worked out. I like to think that my vote counted.

We had a java assignment assigned on Monday that was supposedly very difficult, but it didn’t take me more than about an hour to do. All it does is determine whether two strings are anagrams of each other, but the catch is that non-letter characters are to be ignored. I decided just to count the number of letter characters in the first and then second string, returning that they are anagrams of each other only when the count for each character is equal. I was first considering the permutation method, but doing ten factorial twice would take just a bit too long. I like my solution.

Normally, I have physics homework due on Thursdays, so I scramble to finish it on Tuesdays and Wednesdays by meeting with some people from my physics class and going over the homework. However, we thankfully don’t have any homework due tomorrow. So, instead of studying tonight, Lucas, Joe, Deanna, and I just met at Middlebrook and played Settlers of Cataan, Cities and Knights. I ended up winning (barely though; Deanna would have won right after my turn, and Lucas would have won after hers). I wished Deanna had won.

Jake and I now have Dragon Age, New Vegas, and the Force Unleashed 2 on his computer, and I am very excited to eventually play them. I wish I had more free time, although I do like studying.

The masquerade party was very fun last Saturday – I went as Luigi, and I believe I was a huge success. We played Rock Band later in the night, and I did pretty well singing on easy and playing guitar on expert. I like being the center of attention when I am doing something in which I excel (is Rock Band impressive?).

To celebrate Halloween on Sunday, Jake, Deanna, Amy, Amy’s boyfriend, Michael, and I all carved pumpkins at our apartment. I carved out the two theatrical faces, drama and comedy. I think mine was very cool-looking. I don’t normally carve unique pumpkins. Just the regular, generic faces.

Well, I have a lot more to say, but I am getting sleepier all the time. More later!

—–Aaron out!