My housing experience isn't the only source of "firsts" this week. Ben and I bought a car; we both learned stick shift; we had the hood flip up while on the highway, and we've naivigated through the French and Spanish highway system, all this week, all for the first time. I also went through training and began my job teaching English at a French High School.
After I finish signing and distributing the forest of paperwork required by the French government, my status here will be official, and I won't have to worry about logistics any longer. I have become an expert at this kind of worrying whether it's for trivial details like looking for the nearest bank, or for basic necessities, like finding someplace (other than the '89 VW Golf) to sleep. But with a functioning bank account, telephone, and vehicle, and a very comfortabe and charming place to live, my anxieties are subsiding and I'm starting to really appreciate my surroundings.
(That is to say that France is an absolutely beautiful country, with lots of green rolling hills, old landmarks, and a bakery on every corner.)
4 comments:
Finally. I love to read your comments. Glad to hear you received the box and birth certs okay. Looking forward to hearing more! Love, Mom
Mol told me about your site. I'm guessing your French is way better than mine if you were able to negotiate with someone for a used car. :) You should put that on your resume. Good luck in your new apartment/job/country! -Rebecca B.
sounds like you're settling in...don't forget to post pics of Spain! LOVE YOU!
I looks like you're having quite and experience...and I see you smuggled some Hatian rum across the pond. Love, Joel.
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