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Montpellier I have arrived!

So it is 10:10AM Friday January 8th and I am waiting to take the tram to the office. All of the students this week have been meeting up at the office before going anywhere else. I have learned so much this week through orientation. First of all, the students I came with are mostly from the University of Minnesota, although there are a few others from Penn State, University of Massachusetts, University of North Carolina, and so on. I have made a bunch of new friends already from all over the country. My goal is to now meet Native French people so that I can practice my French.

I am currently living with a host family, or a host mom, as I should say. Her name is Christiane and she is the sweetest little French lady I have met. When I first met her, she made it very clear that she would not be speaking to me in English, nor in Spanish. This is good so that I can keep practicing my French, which I have. Not only do I have to keep up with French at home, but also everywhere else. There are a few people on the program that are doing different tracks such as business, education, and so on that do not need to know French since all of their classes are in English. So, I tend to help out a bit to those in need of someone that can speak French.

I also had to purchase a tramway pass, which is the main way of public transportation here. Furthermore, I purchased a French sim card that I could easily put into my own phone, which is very convenient.

Today, we are all set to go to a big shopping center named Odysseum. I just hope I do not spend too much money. All of the sales have started, and everything is pretty cheap (this is so tempting since I love to go shopping) for the entire month of January.

Tomorrow, I will be going on my first excursion to Nîmes and Pont du Gard. I will be posting pictures soon!

So far my entire experience has been wonderful, and I hope to continue making everlasting memories throughout my journey.


Location: Montpellier, France

Bonjour et Au Revoir Paris

With one last weekend left in our London literary program, most of us went out of the country for the weekend. From Vienna, to Amsterdam, to Paris, our group spread out across Europe. I (as well as a few others) decided to spend the most amazing, and tiring weekend in Paris.

The Eiffel Tower up close (notice the beautiful weather)

The Eiffel Tower up close (also with beautiful, warm  weather)

The Arrival:

Friday we started our journey by leaving at the awful hour of 4:30 AM to catch our Chunnel ride to Paris. After arriving and figuring out how to read a subway station completely in French, we trekked our luggage around in order to get our first glimpses of the Eiffel Tower, and find food. After exploring for a few hours, we went to the Louvre because of the free admission on Friday evenings! Although I primarily went to see the Mona Lisa, I also enjoyed the recreated Napoleon Apartments, and the various statues in the Louvre. Even after spending three hours in the Louvre I could and would still go back to see it all again.

The Mona Lisa at the Louvre

The Mona Lisa at the Louvre

26,000 Steps Later…

Today was easily the best and most tiring day of our weekend. By the end of the day I walked OVER 26,000 steps…a new record even for walking around London. After waking up early again, Josey and I climbed took the elevator up to the very top of the Eiffel Tower for an unexplainable view (even though it was cloudy in the morning). Then, I headed off on my own to go wait in a three hour line in order to see the catacombs (WORTH IT.) The catacombs were such a unique and historical sight to see in Paris, and I left wanting to know more! Finally, once I was done exploring the catacombs, I met up with a few of the others to walk through the beautiful Notre Dame (although it really doesn’t compare to St. Paul’s Cathedral or Westminster) and then we had a wonderful sit down dinner before our group went over to the Eiffel to see it one last time…

 

Hallway of the catacombs

Hallway of the catacombs

 

Some of the skulls and bones were arranged in patterns

Some of the skulls and bones were arranged in patterns

 

The Eiffel Tower literally sparkling at night

The Eiffel Tower literally sparkling at night

Au Revoir Already!

After a much needed 10 hours of sleep, it was time for us to say our goodbyes to Paris. I really enjoyed all I got to see and experience in Paris and visiting for only one weekend was a perfect amount of time to stay there. Paris is much more NYC city-like than London is and I was already missing “home.”

Food, Food, and More Food

By far my FAVORITE part about Paris was the food. From the first to last meal I enjoyed every bite of it especially the very French chocolate croissants, assortment of macaroons, and the crepe I ate.

My dessert was a sampling of all the desserts at the restaurant!

My dessert was a sampling of all the desserts at the restaurant on the last night!

As always, thanks for reading and stay posted to hear more about my last week in London! Cheers, love!

 

 

 


Location: Paris, France

J’amie France, I like France

First I want to apologize for not posting in two weeks but I did not have access to psu sites because of the hack on the college of engineering. I did keep a small journal to track my day to day activities but even that was hard to maintain because we did so many things, that I had little to no free time.

Meeting my host family:

I was nervous about meeting my host family and had no idea what they looked like. They said they would pick me up from the train station so when I got there I saw them holding up a sign with my name on it. They were really nice and spoke english which was a relief. My french isn’t the most understandable…

Its so hard to decide what to write and what to leave out because so much has happened in these two weeks.

Let me start by get accustomed to life in Nantes. What surprised me the most was that we got two hours for lunch. So we had plenty of time to eat our meals slowly and still have time to talk afterwards.

Luckily, each of us got paired up with a student from Ecole Centrale so that they could show us how students live in Nantes. The students became some of our best friends by the end of the two weeks. We did everything with them.

The students gave us a tour of Nantes, we took a french cooking class, we ate lunch in a park and we lived traditional french lives for two weeks.

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It is very hard for me to put into words the impact studying abroad has left on me. It has changed my view of the world and widen my view on different cultures. The friends I have made and the experiences that came from this trip, makes me want to keep exploring and learn by travelling.

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Dr. Seuss puts it best…”Don’t cry because its over, smile because it happened”.

PRE-Europe

I just finished speaking to my parents on FaceTime and they seem to be more confident than I am about me leaving for study abroad. I’m nervous-excited for the next three weeks, I cannot wait to experience what it’ll be like to live with a french family and interact with a language barrier.

I’ve been outside the country before but never to Europe. All those those french classes I took in high school and college will hopefully have paid off. I do expect quite a few blank stares from people trying to figure out my broken french. I exchanged my Dollars for Euros today. This is one of the best times to travel to Europe because the Euro is almost on par with the dollar. In my mind all that means is more croissants and macarons to devour.

I’m almost all packed and ready to head out the door. I have the feeling that I’ve overpacked, you can never be too cautious about this stuff. The next couple days will be hoping on and off cabs, planes and trains.

Bon Voyage!

Voyage au sud

As I said in a previous blog this week, IES (the company that is in charge of my study abroad) took us to the south of France from Thursday to Friday. The trip was included into our tuition for the school so they took care of purchasing tickets, the hostel, the tours, etc. It was an absolute blast!

Day 1

As I said, this was on Thursday. IES cancelled (well they didn’t necessarily “cancel” but they didn’t schedule us our intense French class this week so we could travel with them) our class so that we were able to go with no worries.

The Train

In order to get to the south of France, we took a train leaving from Gare de Lyon at 8:15 am. Now you think that is not a bad time, but we had to meet at 7:15 am so I was awake at 5:30 am!!! I usually give good praises to the metro, but taking that morning commute at 6:00 am was not pleasant at all.

Regardless of the ungodly hours of the morning, the train was really nice. I did not have much room to move around (but being a guy standing 6′ 6” and weighing about 220 LBs, I usually don’t stand too much of a chance). I sat at a seat with one person from my program and two people from France across from us. We shared a communal table in the middle so everyone could work or read on that surface. Most of the seats only had 2 people in them but we were in the middle of the train where the direction of the seats changed and four people faced each other.

Overall, I read the entire ride and it was really nice. It was about a two to three hour ride. Since IES took care of this ticket, I am not sure how expensive the tickets actually were but I did look into trains to go other places in France and they only cost from 30 – 50 Euro for two-ways which really is not that bad. I definitely will be taking the train again to various places in France/Europe during the time of my program.

Nîmes

Once we arrived in Nîmes, we took a bus from the train station to the hostel (more details on the hostel later) and then from the hostel to the city center.

L’Arènes de Nîmes

We started our tour of the city at the Roman arena. The arena is at the center of the city and really stands out against the modern buildings surrounding the arena.

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We were given audio guides to use throughout the arena which was really interesting.  I really liked them in comparison to using an actual tour guide because I could skip information that I already knew and I could really go through the arena at my own pace. Pictured above is me in front of the sand at the arena in the bleachers area. The fact that the arena is still standing and has been used from Roman times to modern day is insane!

The arena used to be used for gladiator  fights and prosecutions of enemies of the state. Now the arena is still used for bull fights and horse shows but the bull fights are not like Spanish bull fights. I will explain in a minute what happens at a French bull fight shortly as we experienced it at a different place in southern France.

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Above is a picture of some people on my program. To the surprise of many, there was no protection on the sides of the arena. Someone could easily fall or jump of the side of the arena. I did not have any problems with the lack of guards or protectors; however, I understand where many people in my group were coming from. In America, that would never happen! No one would 1 be allowed at the top of the arena to begin with and 2 if they were, there would be a huge wall going around the outside and a guard there to make sure no one tried to be adventurous.

La Maison Carrée

La maison carrée was a roman temple a few blocks up from the arena. Pictured below is the side of the temple. There is a little space on the sides where the public can spend time but the front and the back of the temple are pretty much right up to the road.

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The temple is obviously no longer used for religious worship. Now, it has been converted to a theater but not one that plays movies like “The Hangover” or “Frozen.” Instead, Nîmes uses the theater to show a movie about the history of Nîmes from its start as a Gaul tribe, to how a Gaul general used 500 troops to help Cesar in his conquest of northern Gaul, to his return with treasures from Rome in order to commence the city. It was very interesting and I suggest that anyone visiting Nîmes should go and see as it really demonstrates the history of this wonderful city.

Tour Magne in Nimes

 

Above is a picture of the panoramic view on the top of the Tour de Nîmes (Tower of Nîmes). Only take the trek if you are not afraid of heights or a lot of steps!

 Auberge de jeunesse

Auberge de jeunesse is French for hostel. I had never stayed in a hostel before this trip and I was surprised by how dorm-like the experience was. This was not a normal hostel visit since it is out of season. IES rented out the entire hostel just for our group so it wasn’t a “true” hostel experience in the sense that I kind of knew who I was sharing a room with and there were familiar faces throughout the entire hostel.

The Rooms

Basically, the rooms were exactly like dorms in Pollock halls. There were three bunk beds and one single bed in the room. There were also 7 closets in the corners of the room for you to put your stuff in. Each closet had the ability to lock so that you could lock your belongings in when you were not there.

The Bathrooms

The bathrooms were communal and not gender based. For most Americans, they would probably find that shocking. Even the bathrooms in the co-ed dorms are separated by gender. To me it was not awkward at all. We are all adults and there were no issues, but then again, we didn’t have any freshman on our program. The set up was very similar to a dorm hall bathroom, except that the bathrooms and showers were not stalls but they were more like closets that were fully covered on all sides.

NOTE: if you plan on staying in hostels while you are in Europe, TAKE FLIPFLOPS FOR THE SHOWER! I forgot mine and I felt gross using the shower.

The Food

The hostel had a cafeteria that we ate at twice and it was surprisingly delicious. I am not sure if all hostels do this but if you plan on staying at a hostel and they offer it, look into it because I was surprised by the amount and the quality of the food!

Commons Areas

Despite the cold weather, everyone took the time to play ping pong and hang out in the areas of the hostel. The hostel even had a lounge with speakers and people played music and danced when we were there. I am sure it would have been fun with other people that we did not know but everyone on my program really had fun. From what I could tell, most hostels have lounges, bars, or clubs nearby, attached to or in the hostel since it is generally younger kids so look out for and take advantage of these options. My group found this to be a blast!

 

Day 2

Fun in the Countryside

We started off our adventure on the second day at a French ranch. Then we got back on the bus and headed to Aigues-Mortes.

Le petit train

What is the only way to tour a wildlife park that gives great scenic views of the ocean? Of course the answer is a tiny green train that treks through the country side (I somehow managed to not take a picture! ):). We were given a lot of information on the vegetation, the sea, and the animals of the country side.

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There were bulls and horses that were owned by the ranch but the interesting thing was how they maintained the animals. They were gates around the fields, but the fields spanned vast amount of the country, so to the animals it was as if there were no gates. The animals were kept as if they were wild, which is something very rare to find in America but seemed common for most ranches in the south of France.

Bull Fight

As a part of our tour of the country side, we were shown a bull fight and a horse show. This bull fight was nothing like Spanish bull fights, which most people associate with a bull fight. This was more of a game than it was an actual fight. No animals were killed.

Basically, one bull (they said generally from 1-4 years old) is placed in the ring. On one horn, there are pieces of strings. All of the strings are different colors and are knotted differently, with different difficulties to pull off. Each “bull fighter” was given a metal tool for their hand to rip the strings off. The tools were not sharp enough to cut the hide of the cow, yet they were able to rip the strings. Also, as another form of protection for the bull fighters, there were metal caps placed on the tips of each horn so that no one could get punctured.

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While many in the group were upset at the fact that “the bulls were being mistreated,” I happened to love it! (Although in all honesty I would be totally thrilled to see an actual Spanish bull fight) The owners of the ranch really cared for the animals and never allowed them in the ring for longer than 10 minutes at a time and they are instantly released back into their pasture.

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In the above picture, the man who organized the trip and all of our trips for IES had the opportunity to jump into the ring and try his hand at the game.

Horse Show

They did two demonstrations for us with the horse. The first was le jeux des bouquets (The Boquet Game).  Three people play and one gets a bouquet of flowers. From there it is just keep away and the one who has the bouquet at the end, wins the game.

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The second game was called les deux chevalles (the two horses). Basically, someone rides bareback on one horse right beside another horse. The principal is to jump back and forth between the two horses. At the very end, the person jumping around stands up with one foot on each horse. This really adds an element of danger to horseback riding!

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Aigues-Mortes

So we ended our day in a small town called Aigues-Mortes. In this town, we were given free time to explore. My friends decided that it would be best to spend our time on the ramparts of the town! (I am glad I found friends that enjoy history/nerdy things like me!) We walked around the entire town on the ramparts and had amazing views of the town, the ocean, and the surrounding area. Below are a couple of pictures that I took on the walls.

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On Day 3 we went to Avignon, but I feel like this blog post is getting a little too lengthy so I am going to continue a little later with a blog focused solely on Avignon.


Location: Aigues-Mortes France

Switzerland for the Night

We got a call from a new classmate saying Basel in Switzerland is having a Museum Night where all of the its museums are free. She asked us if we wanted to join her and her friends. YES!! We were going to SWITZERLAND for a night! My one friend, Aviva, couldn’t get over how cool it was we could just hop into another country!

As soon as we’re on the train, all of the Europeans are pulling out apples, sandwiches, cupcakes, chocolates, thermoses with coffee, and even wine! They all were offering each other and us tastes of snacks. We quickly learned: always carry food on the go. Maybe it’s a European thing, but it would explain why my European mom is always prepared with basically an emergency picnic.

In an hour, we were in Basel and it was raining. Everyone was un-phased by the weather and the museums still packed. I felt that in the States bad weather means smaller crowds – but in Europe I haven’t seen anyone fearful of some bad weather, they just pull out umbrellas, rain coats (and cool rain cover-up pants our one friend ripped off once in the museum) and go. All of the city trams were free that evening so we hopped between several museums and awed at works by Gustave Courbet, Peter Doig, and Alexander Calder (originator of the mobile). Unfortunately no snapping pics in the museum but we had so much fun meeting some new classmates and seeing the gorgeous works. We caught the train home sleepily with lots of Freiburg-er’s and were all home by 3.

Life around Freiburg

Not only did I hop over to Switzerland, the next weekend I was in France within 40 minutes. I made a daytrip to Colmar and Strasbourg. Upon arriving, I kind of forgot that I have absolutely no French and resorted to “merci” and the language of hand gestures.

Picture in Colmar, France

On the streets of Colmar, France

For now, I am working on improving my German language. Last week I apparently mixed up an order so badly that for a tuna sandwich without cheese, I somehow ended up with a cheese sandwich…surprised on the first bite. But actually laughed. Otherwiseee, I’m practicing my German in the markets and saying, “Wie sagt mann” (how do you say) for the words I don’t know yet and want to learn. It really helps to pick up words and phrases!

Snowy pathway along river - Freiburg

Light snow along river outside of Freiburg.

Freiburg streets

To Come

I’m heading to Berlin this week! A friend and I are organizing our trip and we found our 7 hour train ride tickets for 37 euros each, with some research and time. I can’t get a cheaper 3 hour bus ride to Penn State for that. Basically we will spend under 200 euros for 4 days in Berlin, saving for other things! Can’t wait to share details!! (P.S. Paris booked in 3 weeks too!)


Location: Basel, Switzerland

Le Quotidien

I haven’t blogged in a few weeks. I apologize, but I honestly didn’t want to bore you with the day in and day out. I go to class, I run most days, I do work and go to the park in my free time, and I go to bars on the weekends. The weather here is right out of Sweeney Todd, but I shouldn’t complain because it’s not cold or snowing.

My new pal and I have taken to walking everywhere instead of taking public transportation, and I’ve found that this practice elevates my general morale. As I know I’ve mentioned before, men here (especially middle-aged) are shamelessly creepy and forward, treating each encounter like they’ve never seen a female before. But there’s security in numbers- so her company is extra comforting and appreciated.

As February comes to a close, we prepare for winter break, which lasts the first twenty days of March. Yes, there is also a spring break, in May, and a summer break, all summer. The French like to take their vacations like they take their carbohydrates- heavy and astonishingly frequent. A few friends from PSU and I are going on a eurotour! We will start in Barcelona, and then proceed to Dublin, Berlin, Amsterdam, and Lyon. I will return with tales to tell- for sure.

P.S. Photos! Because nobody would rather read than look at pictures…

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^ Me peeping the Mediterranean Sea.

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^ A bunch of pals and TJ’s French friend (only one wearing beanie). He’s cool, I like him. Photobombing onlookers are also pals intentionally making an appearance.

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^ The view from my window at midday. Beautiful architecture, lots of smog.

IMG_1248.JPG^ A very enthusiastic French student actively listening behind me in class. My orchid colored sweater. Boys don’t think that orchid is a color- but they’re wrong, it totally is.

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IMG_1257.JPG^ Outdoor flower market and some really adorable homeless woofs au Centreville.

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^ McFlurries taste like artisan ice cream here. As someone who doesn’t even eat McDonald’s at home, it says a lot that while I’m here I struggle not to get a McFlurry every single day.

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^ Absurdly gorgeous sunrise as I get my cardio in at Place de Peyrou.

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^ Snapshots of Marseille! Shoutout to Starbucks for never failing to provide liquid happiness to planet Earth.

Bisous,

RJB


Location: Montpellier, France

Ski Trip to the Alps

I bet now you’re super excited to read about my incredible weekend of skiing in the French Alps. The title of this blog entry is true, although misleading, because there was a ski trip to the Alps this weekend- I just didn’t go.

You see, I like the snow; it’s never wronged me in any profound or lasting way. But the idea of flying down steep, icy slopes with dozens of my peers just didn’t sound appealing to me. I love to be social, but I strongly prefer small groups to large ones.

My entire life I have fought a strange battle between being extremely extroverted but also consistently, unexpectedly introverted. I love people, I’m perpetually socially engaged; I love public speaking, being the center of attention has never fazed me. But sometimes I shy away from social situations, seeking solitude or to be with only one other person. To those of you who are into horoscopes, I’m a Taurus *shocking no one*.

But I don’t like to ski. Logic and experience both told me that I would have spent the entire weekend clustered in peanut galleries bullsh**ting with the others who don’t like to ski but just went because they suffer from FOMO (to Mom- it means fear of missing out, love you). It just so happens that I’m missing the FOMO chromosome, or maybe mine mutated somewhere along the line, because I never care when I’m missing out.

So I’ll visit the Alps, on my own time (probably in the spring.) Since my friends are away, I made a giant to-do list of all the things I would accomplish this weekend. Today is Sunday. Yesterday, I moved out of the hotel (where I was staying due to a failed homestay) to a studio apartment where I will live for the rest of the semester. My room is very minimalist. Tiny, white, geometric. I will either have to find a pillow store or learn how to sleep on one pillow *adds the former to tomorrow’s to do list*. Does anyone know if Tempur Pedic is the same word in all languages? Just kidding, except not at all, I’m completely serious. I’ll look into it.

I completed about 1/10th of my to-do list. I also watched almost 24 collective hours of an outlandishly dramatic French soap opera, then fell asleep and had a dream that I was the main character who had a baby with her first love at sixteen. This would be horribly inconvenient in my life plan. I realized it was just a dream after I woke up and saw no traces of a baby on my Facebook page. Now I have the rest of today to be super productive and complete three days of duties… and maybe watch the next episode.

À tout à l’heure,

RJB

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 –>  The view from my window on the 5th floor 🙂 .


Location: Montpellier, France

Faire la Grève

When the French say that they like to strike, they mean it. Take notice, they may actually unionize and strike at any moment. I have attached photos of the fire department on strike a few days ago in the center of town. The firemen want an increase in pay? Great! Just make sure your house does not catch fire in the time until their demands are met. Maybe also refrain from using the stove, oven, candles, and fireplace- I know, it’s January, shut up. You probably shouldn’t rub wood together either, just to err on the side of caution. This is *drum roll please*… One of the stupidest things that I have ever seen in my nearly 20 years on this Earth.

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RJB


Location: Montpellier, France

Still in France

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Hello all! Just in case you couldn’t tell from the title, I am still in France.  Because I’m in school, I’ve really just been living day-to-day and embarking on very minor adventures. In lieu of reciting my daily routine for you all to gloss over, I thought I’d make a list of pros and cons of my experience thus far. For the sake of optimism, I thought I’d list the pros first. Or you can read the cons first, if you’re the type of person who pushes all the carbs aside on your dinner plate to save the best for last.

Disclaimer: The list below sits upon a throne of subjectivity; as do most things that have entertainment value. Enjoy!

I.               Pros:

a.     It’s (almost always) okay to be late.

                                               i.     It’s true that the French are never in a hurry. There’s nothing more refreshing than seeing your professor stroll in 15 minutes late smoking a cigarette and clutching a motorcycle helmet, then take his sweet time in beginning the class and make no comment regarding his tardiness.

1.     This is not to say that I take advantage, (as punctuality was a priority of my New Year’s Resolutions 2014 Edition,) but knowing that I’ll never be the last to class is always a relief when the trams are running behind schedule or when an extra 5 minutes of sleep sounds better than a date with Taylor Lautner. (Still #TeamJacob).  Taylor, if you’re reading this, you know where to reach me.

a.     Caveat: This rule is true most of the time, but not always! I will never forget the positively mortified look on my classmate’s face when the professor venomously tore her apart on the loudspeaker as she strolled in late to lecture. If I were her, I would have left. It was excessive to the point of borderline harassment/public humiliation. Know your rights people. ‘Merica.

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–> You’re welcome.

b.     Public transportation is efficient (although nothing else is)

                                               i.     I’ve never had to wait more than 15 minutes for a tram to come. Now that I am a transportation snob, it’s a burden to wait for more than 10 minutes. Even the drunk homeless people who ride for free are pissed off, when in fact we’re just spoiled by the efficiency of the system.

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–> Psychedelic, right?

c.     Free healthcare

                                               i.     Kidding, it’s not free. It’s only free if you’re not a resident and therefore don’t pay the astronomically high taxes required to live here- hence the nearly ¼ unemployment rate. Takeaway message: if you’re here on vacation, feel free to make the most of the experience and get some surgery, or whatever.

                                             ii.     On the same note, and for the same reason, school is also unbelievably inexpensive. I picked up a 1-inch thick pamphlet for an integrated lecture class, and the cashier looked puzzled as I whipped out my wallet. Free! Something equivalent at home would probably cost at least $130.

1.     With government-funded schools, you get what you pay for. Squatting over the graffitied (ß that might not be a word) hole in the ground bathrooms has a cruel way of reminding you that capitalism has many benefits. At least that’s what I’ve heard, I’ve still been holding out on actually using them.

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d.     Ecological responsibility

                                               i.     France, as well as most of this region of Europe, seems to really love our beautiful planet. For example, the grocery stores don’t give out bags. Many things are packaged in glass and cardboard so they can be recycled. They don’t utilize as many factory farms (hence meat being super pricey). Utilities are wildly expensive, so people are religious about conserving energy and water.

1.     I, too, passionately love the environment, so it is nice to see a developed country with elevated GDP per capita that still uses the Earth’s resources with care. I wish America would go bagless! Sacrificing minor conveniences can minimize waste and pollution. Don’t you want your future descendants to breathe fresh air? The only reason that I don’t actually hug trees is because I don’t want to get sap on my couture. Moving on…

e.     Location

                                               i.     Europe. Travel to just about anywhere is easy. And the architecture? Breathtaking.

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–> Arena built for Roman gladiators in Nîmes.

II.             Cons:

a.     Hygiene

                                               i.     I get it- dog poop is biodegradable. Doesn’t mean I want it to biodegrade on the bottom of my shoe. Also, showering. Sitting in a lecture hall full of students is akin to taking a class in the men’s football locker room at home. Yum.

                                             ii.     I searched for dental floss in the giant store that is basically French Walmart. I first looked where the toothbrushes are. Nope. I asked two clerks who work at the store; they also looked where the toothbrushes are despite my telling them that I just did that. Doing the same thing repetitively and expecting a different result is a working definition of insanity- still no. Alas, I found one box of dental floss on the other side of the store, in the pharmacy, at the bottom of a shelf for 6 euros (equivalent of $8.25). I checked- it wasn’t plated with gold or any other precious metals. But I was a captive audience, a sucker for hygiene. I bought it. On the bright side, I do find myself doing an exceptional job when flossing.

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–> I like soap bubbles.

b.     Lurking: Creepers to my left, creepers to my right.

                                               i.     While there are many kind, normal people, there is absolutely an elevated prevalence of creepers. Look at me throwing around this term as if there is only one definition, like everyone knows exactly what I’m referring to. What do I mean when I say “creepers”? I mean people (9 times out of 10, men) who stop you to ask random questions that they probably don’t actually need to know the answer to, especially at night. I’ve been stopped while running by men who stand right in front of me, forcing me to stop or go back the way I came. There are also those who just come right up and touch you, like they can’t see your impenetrable personal bubble space. Give ’em the red light, or a right hook, I mean- whatever it takes.

1.     There is a law here that states that homeless people cannot be arrested or removed by authorities if they have dogs with them. The police must first be able to place all of the dogs in a pound or animal shelter. As a result of this, almost every homeless person walks around with one or, more often several, dogs as a sort of insurance policy. They then get drunk in public and do whatever the hell they want, dragging the poor dogs along for the ride.

a.     Boldly inserts controversial belief: If you cannot care for yourself, you should not be responsible for the safety and wellbeing of a dependent, (animal or child.) It’s a disgrace to the universe.

2.     Attitudes toward women.

a.     This is strategically placed under the creeper heading because, well, it fits here. The sleazy catcalling and constant shameless appraisal of females is so normal here that it was actually in our introduction guide under the section that dictates what we should know in order to to fit in. It’ll never be acceptable in my mind. Feminist: (n.) advocate of the SOCIAL, political, legal, and economic rights for women as equal to those of men (Dictionary.com). Scholarly source right? You got the point.

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More to come soon.

X’s O’s & Une bonne journée à tous,

RJB


Location: Montpellier, France