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Hector, 24 (not pronounced with an English accent, but instead the H
is kind of silent and you roll your tongue on the R) who comes from
the South of Spain. He has recently graduated and is qualified to
teach English and French.
There are 2 assistants who live
together from England, Gemma and Georgina, they are both in their
third year of University as well ...
Courcon. I am sure that God handpicked each one of these English
teachers in France that I will be working with and gave me nothing
but the best. I was picked up at the train station in La Rochelle,
brought to the College Pierre Loti, where I will be living, (with 2
other language assistants) given a tour of the school, a quickie of
the town, where I can find supper and a few groceries, taken to the
bank where we made ...
... in at a small side street cafe for our morning cappuccino. This one was like no other we've had here yet- topped with cream and dusted with chocolate, it reminded me of my USA trip last December! Yum. After a short bask in the sun, we continued home to pick up Jono before heading to a small town outside of Grenoble where we would be riding the La Funiculaire- the steepest train track in Europe. When we arrived, we had to wait an hour before our ...
... to the cable cars that would take us up to Bastille. La Bastille is a small mountain at the crossroads of three valleys. Amy hates heights so I had to do some serious convincing (and lying) to coax her onto the cab cars. They took us up the the top where we admired the view, got a few selfies and enjoyed a coffee. Amy hadn't eaten yet so she also smashed a toasted ham and cheese sandwich- check out the photo. They certainly love their ...
This morning, after a quick cappuccino at another gorgeous local cafe called Instant, Amy and I embarked on our first adventure for the day. Today we would tackle the roads of Grenoble. And when I say we, I mean Amy- I was simply there for support in the passenger seat. Amy was a natural, took the roads like she knew them like the back of her hand. I must admit, although I felt completely safe, it is strange being ...