Month: August 2024

Maybe I can’t speak French but I do have kind friends with dogs and a big pool.

A terrible last day at school this morning. 

The smell of Summer, at least in the South of France, is oil of gardenia, or huile de monoï.

My French course this week has been really tough.

I had to buy another pair of shoes yesterday afternoon after even the faux Birkenstocks gave me blisters. 

My carefully planned “French woman in summer” wardrobe has been a total bust, because it’s been too hot.

After a lot of argy-bargy with my French school, in the end I decided to stay with my first host family.

The best weekend of my life in which I nearly died multiple times, that is.

That first time…

Not sure how much I’ll be posting in the next couple of weeks, as I’ve realised that it might detract a bit from the whole “French language immersion” thing.