Woke up this morning to the construction going on in the house. I have a feeling that the same thing will happen this coming morning. I saw rolls of insulation in the hallway and tonight at dinner Michel mentioned something about going "en haut" (up above) which I think means there's going to be work going on in the attic. Whatever.
I had only one class today - Literature. We talked about this "plasticienne," Ernest Pignon Ernest who works with a variety of media, mostly in outdoor areas -walls, sidewalks, trees, etc. At first I thought it was kind of weird, but after seeing each group's presentation about one of his works, he grew on me a little bit.
After that it was time for lunch. We continue to (and much to the delight of my taste buds!) replicate the olive oil-herb/salt mix for dipping our baguette in. Yummy!
I spent the rest of the day trying to get work done. I whipped out my container of Nutella as back up support and started trudging through the Political Science packet that I had to conquer (read AND understand) for my 20 minute presentation on Thursday.
I left the Institute around 17h to go "observe" at a café for my creative project for my Literature class. I lasted about 20 minutes outside - it was too cold - and then left to go home. I am comparing my experience today with my experience this weekend when I went to the same café and sat inside, instead of like today where I sat outside across the square from the café.
Michel asked me how my day was. I told him my classes went well like always but that I have an "Exposé" for my Science Po. class that is very difficult. He told me if I have any questions I can ask Claudie, she can help me with understanding the language, writing up something, figuring out how to express myself, etc. (I don't know why he didn't include himself, but I wasn't about to call him out on it.) I appreciated the offer and thanked him. He explained to me that french is a very hard language to master and that most native french speakers even make mistakes. There are so many silent letters that you don't pronounce but that can mess you up when you are writing.
For dinner we had a mushroom and onion omelette and then pasta (for me, with cheese and tomato sauce - I was also offered ketchup). Claudie's food is always delicious! Claudie was very excited that Avatar was nominated for 9 Oscars. She thought it was "magnifique"!
We then finished dinner and watched the movie, La Horse (came out in the '70s), which is about a large scale farmer/"proprietor" whose son becomes indebted to drug lords in Paris because his father destroyed the package of cocaine that the son was supposed to deliver. The father character is apparently played by a very famous French comedian.
Then I left to go continue working on my Exposé. It's a very tiring process to say the least.
À bientôt!
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