Casino, Chouquettes and Cliffs

And apparently it’s Sunday again. It seems to be forever the weekend at the moment. Normally this wouldn’t be a bad thing but at the moment it just serves to emphasise how fast time is going by. Three weeks today, I’ll be back at my family home in England – it’s scary how quickly my months in France have passed.

On Tuesday night I and my assistant friend Sam 1 went to a hotel in Le Havre to help one of my colleagues film some videos for a hospitality class. It was really fun filming all of the dialogues between a customer and a receptionist but my favourite without a shadow of a doubt was the rude receptionist one. My customer service is really something I pride myself on and I would never dream of being rude in real life. As an acting exercise and a way of training people what NOT to do, however, it was great fun.

Blizzards, Bowling and a Banquet

The north of France had a bit of snow last week. I say a bit… over half a metre in places. I’d never seen so much of the stuff in my life. I freely admit that I’d underestimated the meaning of a red snow warning – Eurostar trains, national SNCF trains, ferries, buses, trams, planes… all cancelled. The only place you could fly to in the UK was apparently Aberdeen. When the only place that you can fly due to bad weather is Scotland, you know the world has gone mad.

Heating, House and Holiday

I’m finally almost recovered (even though this cold is certainly more ambitious than I was hoping) so it seemed like a good time to write another blog.

On Sunday night, we went to see Argo in English. Great film – I understand the criticisms of it but it’s difficult to deny that it’s tense and well-directed.

Monday morning saw me laid in bed feeling very sorry for myself and thinking ‘please don’t make me have to go to school today’. Apparently luck was with me because I promptly got a call telling me that school was closed due to a heating malfunction. I have to admit to being a bit happier about this than I probably should’ve been but I very hardly ever miss work with illness and I hadn’t been going to let myself that day so I don’t feel too bad.

Theatre, Tour Eiffel and Theme Park

I’m ill, blog-readers. Whilst I haven’t yet reached a full man-flu meltdown, breathing is difficult and I’m currently rocking back and forth in a corner singing ‘Soft Kitty’ to myself. I am desperately hoping my classes decide to play ball this week or I may just quarantine myself in a stationery cupboard.

Last week I popped back to England to see some of my favourite people. Ellie very kindly let me sleep on her floor for the second time this year and I had such a good time.

On Wednesday we went to Costa in the morning. As much as I like espresso, I’ve definitely missed going to Costa for a latte so this was a perfect start to my stay. In the evening we ate at the newly refurbished Bridge Bar in the student union. SUSU have done a really great job on The Bridge. It looks completely different from how it looked before and the new design is such an improvement. The food was really nice. Pretty cheap as well, which is always a plus! It was nice to have a few hours with Annie and Sera to chat while Ellie was at ArtSoc and there was some good live music too.