It has been a week since classes have started, and after much confusion and stress, my class schedule has been finalized. My original schedule lacked classroom contact hours therefore I had to take on one more class at the university in order to receive the correct number of credits. Anyways, now as it stands I have no classes Friday through Monday which means that I have six hours of class on Thursday, but honestly things could be worse - I could have class 5 days a week!
As it worked out Jacqueline is now in all my classes that are taught at UNice so now when I'm feeling completely lost in class I have someone who can sympathize with me. My professors love to include important dates in their lectures, and as it turns out the one thing that people have the most trouble with understanding numbers in a foreign language. So in class I can either try to translate the date but miss the importance of that date or know what happened and why it was important but have no idea when it happened. Either way you're at a loss but what can you do - I'm hoping this will become second nature soon! Needless to say that after six hours of class, taught by professors who refuse to write anything on the board and annunciate, I was ready for the weekend.
Thursday night Meg, Jacqueline, and I went out to celebrate the end of our first official week. After gnocchi at Pasta Basta we headed to Les 3 Diables for drinks and dancing. Never have I seen such a bizarre display of dancing, I felt like I was in the middle of a Jersey Shore episode with guys fist pumping and just in general being out of control. We were in awe that people actually act like that.
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| Palais de Marbre (Meg's house) |
Friday we decided to lay low and spent the day running errands and relaxing. In the early evening we decided to walk to Fabron, the neighborhood where Meg lives, from downtown Nice. It was enjoyable 45 minute walk along the Promenade de Anglais. The house that Meg lives in, or palace rather, houses the city archives of Nice and is called the Palais de Marbre. Friday after we arrived in Fabron we had a potluck style dinner on the marble terrace that overlooks the garden.
This weekend throughout France is Journées du Patrimoine, heritage week in France. To celebrate, cities all over Nice offered free tours of museums and churches, as well as free concerts. Saturday, Meg, Jacquline, and I toured three churches, as well as the archives in her house. Meg's host mom, Amel, who is studied art at the Sorbonne and received her masters in art history, took us around Nice to three churches: L'églisee Russe, l'église Jeanne D'arc, and Chapelle du Saint Sepulcre.
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| L'église Jeanne D'arc |
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| L'église Russe |
Last night the three of us had dinner in the apartment where I live before going out for the night. Our new favorite meal is bread and tapenade (a delicious olive spread), hummus, and cheese. After dinner we went to Vieux Nice and by chance met up with some of Meg's friends who are from New York. We eventually ended out night at Jazz Rock, after stopping for the necessary gilato. While Jazz Rock played neither jazz nor rock music there was a dance floor with a smoke machine and green laser lights so suffice to say we thought it was hilarious and had a great time!
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| Emma and Jacqueline |
Sunday afternoon we headed to the Jacqueline's, the director, house for tie-dye and lunch with her 12 year old daughter Emma. Afterwards we headed to the beach, naturally. All in all it was a pretty perfect weekend!
Thursday night Meg, Jacqueline, and I went out to celebrate the end of our first official week. After gnocchi at Pasta Basta we headed to Les 3 Diables for drinks and dancing. Never have I seen such a bizarre display of dancing, I felt like I was in the middle of a Jersey Shore episode with guys fist pumping and just in general being out of control. We were in awe that people actually act like that.
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