...That is to say that I'm almost done with exams. Good thing. I think my brain is about to explode from all the studying. I think - if it's possible - I studied too much. Thanks F&M for instilling/exacerbating that quality within me. Anyway, I have one exam left - on Friday for Art History.
Needless to say, after my 2 hardest exams basically back to back, my brain was a little fried today. Our Poli Sci professor didn't show up until about half way through class. "Luckily" the assistant/secretary had the copies of the exams, so she just administered them us instead ... 10-15 minutes late.
So after that exam, I had to leave for choir. Now normally I leave from Place Pie, take bus 1, "Le Pontet le Lac" direction. Place Pie is currently under MAJOR construction and the bus stop area has been moved to outside of Les Halles. I got to Place Pie, noticed that there was a bus that said "Le Pontet le Lac," but #12, instead of #1. But in my current "muddled-brain" state, I wasn't thinking clearly so I was like, "okay, well Le Pontet le Lac is the same direction, maybe with all the construction they changed the bus numbers. No!?!...Duh!!" Well needless to say I got on the bus and realized it after the 3rd or 4th stop. The first few stops were the same. So at that point, I went up the driver and asked him if the bus stopped at or if he knew where the "Boccace" stop was. He said it wasn't on the bus, but the older woman sitting in the seat up front asked and told me - after conversing with the driver - that I could get of at her same stop and it was right near there, she would show me.
After shuffling through my wallet, I found the sheet of paper that Anita (the assistant/secretary at the school) had given me with the bus number, stop, and address of the chorale rehearsal space. I showed it to the woman, and then she again conversed with the driver. They decided and explained to me that I could get off at the same stop that I was going to with the woman and then pick up another bus. The woman escorted me to the other side of the street and restated to me which stop it was I needed to get off at. I got on that bus (Bus 4 to Cap Sud) and confirmed the stop was in fact on the line that the bus went. It was and he confirmed when we got to the stop that it was the one I needed. But then I got to that stop, and the school/annex was supposed to be right down the road. Well, I guess I went the wrong way down the road. I ended up the next bus stop over, where after talking to 2 people, the 2nd person flagged down a bus for me, to ask the driver where the road was that I was looking for. He told me to wait across the street and pick up a third bus (Bus 1, Le Pontet Le Lac), which was the one I was supposed to originally take in the first place. Luckily a) I could keep using the same ticket because you can use it unlimited times within an hour time span b) I had my umbrella, raincoat, and rain boots, because it continued to rain. I waited for about 10 minutes for the next bus (Bus 1) and confirmed again when getting on the bus. It was two stops down. So 50 minutes after leaving Place Pie (which normally takes no more than 15 minutes), I arrived about 15 minutes late to rehearsal.
Rehearsal went fine. We did all this choreography stuff that I didn't know - I guess some of it they had practiced while I was away traveling during break, but I don't really know. Anyway, I'll have to practice a little to remember it, because it's complicated to try to do choreography and sing at the same time. At least tonight, I didn't have the brain capacity to do so.
Came home, had dinner (artichoke, lamb, sausage, and lentils), then watched the end of a movie with Claudie. It was a movie about the 1950s after the war. There were all your necessary characters - foreigners, Jews, a bourgeoisie family, a jazz singer, and a Communist. It is/was amusing as I just finished studying/reviewing about that for my History midterm.
Anyway, I hope the rain stops.
À demain.
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