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Vichy has brought me a few romantic experiences I've never known in Australia. Before I go on, my host Mum wants it to be known that what I'm about to share is not at all typical of France, but is rather born from the second language school environment, where foreigners mingle.
And they really do mingle. I almost feel like that's the reason why some of them made the trip here.
This all started on the first day of my first week. My friend Eloise and I had ...
... We start our service very strictly at 9:45am. I arrive, I have my coat removed, I take my seat. The service is a CD/DVD affair. I stumble my way through French hymns, which have the same melodies I'm used to, but different words as they're not always a direct translation. Besides this, the French tradition of musical and poetic oration involves an elaboration of the syllables that doesn't happen in everyday speech. So, it's quite an experience for me to sing the hymns.
... things I've seen that worked...
- open all the doors and the boot, eject people and belongings on all sides into the street. Take your time.
- sit in the car for a while and talk to your friends who are standing in the street next to your car.
- Put those hazards on and run. You can leave your car like this for any period of time. Recommended 3 days approx. Long enough to run all those errands, but not inconvenient.
... to watch rugby on the TV. The bar owner was the campsite owner and made us feel very welcome, when Roy asked him if he had any peanuts he said yes and brought out a large dish for us to share.
Roy and Me had a couple of drinks and then Roy was tired so we went back to the camper. Terry and Anne came back an hour later and said the owner had brought supper out just after we had left and it was meatballs which were ...
... had a nice peasanty evening meal and then, on the next, rather overcast day with nothing much to do we decided to drive in to the nearest large town: Clermont Ferrand.
It turned out to be interesting in three ways. Firstly it's the home of a well known and successful French rugby club (named after the town), so Jack now has his rugby souvenir from France, a supporters ball painted in the ...
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