Premiere Classe Nancy Est-Essey
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... one single mallard duck, scouting for bread. Around the corner Emilie had found some paddle boats, and so we hired them out. They were big and plastic and pretty fun. The girls on the boat were a little nervous of steering so Nic took charge and manoeuvred us under bridges and around the little island that has the Anglican Church we saw a couple of days ago. It felt so good being so close to the water on such a warm day. After we were paddled out, ...
... center we were told that we had to go back to the reception and ask for other paperwork because they did not have any patients scheduled for the day. Go figure. Lina and I began to walk towards the reception until I got the idea to stop by the tuberculosis center. As we approached a nurse and asked about OFII! she took our forms and warmly smiled as us! knowing that we were struggling to express ourselves. I imagine she clearly understood the worried expressions on our faces.
... food of Nancy youths.
* Warning * don’t dance too much because your new shoes might be slippery and cause you to wipe out leaving you with a bloody and bruised elbow. But it was funny right since the bar is called floor?
January 17, 2014
Thank goodness we could sleep in, we didn’t have class until 2! We all went to the grocery stores and ate dinner in our studios. Then it was Linda’s ...
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For the washing machines, there are tokens that must be used to wash, and we have to buy them from the landlord. I bought them on Monday and was pretty confident I knew how to do laundry, I mean, after all, I've been doing my laundry since I was like 9 years old... Nope, I was wrong.
... we started walking directly that way. Turns out, we walked too far because we found ourselves lost again. We began walking back and saw the red mailboxes inside the building; those were ours; that's how we were able to recognize our entrance.
We sat in the warmth of our apartments and drank some tea. Oh goodness, it was great to be home. I don't think I've ever missed Harlea so much or my umbrella. Moving abroad is difficult, especially when we don't know ...