On the second day, God destroyed the mosquitoes for they do not exist in Nice. I’m starting to fall in love with the climate here. It’s never humid, only hot when the sun shines directly on you. Currently, I’m sitting outside on my little patio (I’m not sure what to call it actually) and the weather could not be more perfect. It’s the kind of weather where you can wear shorts and a tank top or jeans and a light jacket and still be perfectly comfortable. I’m rockin the shorts and tank top. From here, I can people watch within my little fortress of metal fences and railing. Though, I’m not well hidden because this man just caught me looking at him… or I caught him looking at me.
Every day I hear American music being blasted from across the street. A second ago it was Sean Paul but now Beyonce is belting out “halo”. If my speakers were louder I’d play some Drake or Little Wayne for them. I feel when it comes to movies and music, other countries just adopt what’s popular in the U.S. I was walking by a cinema on the way home and half the movies listed were American movies, including “Inglorious Bastards.”
Another thing I’ve noticed is that pretty much everywhere I go I can always find someone who speaks English. The majority of the people I interact with know English or at least more English than I know French. My dad says to just dive into the culture and only speak French. Well the French don’t like it when I speak French. They insist on always speaking English to me as soon as they hear my accent. My teacher says I speak French very well but apparently not well enough for normal members of society.
Today was a good day. My classes are set up so that every other day they switch from morning to afternoon. I had classes this afternoon from 1pm till 6pm. I woke up at 11 and made myself breakfast, then walked to school grabbing lunch on the way. Lunch here doesn’t start until 12 everywhere. If you go to a restaurant before 12, you can only order a drink. Now I see why drinks cost so much. I don’t like how breakfast here consists of various forms of bread. I want bacon and sausage or cookies. That’s what I’m used to. But I’ll stick to the tea and croissants for now. They just aren’t very filling and gets boring after a few days. Croissants are way better than regular toast though.
The only problem with my classes is that I learned most of the things they write on the board but I know I’m not good enough to move up since I have trouble understanding when they speak. I’m getting a lot out of the class by just trying to have conversations with the teachers. My host mom and I have more difficulty understanding each other and her kids are never around to translate. I still don’t know the kids names and am embarrassed that I’ll have to ask again. When they said their names I was too busy trying to process what they were saying and the polite way to greet people. I haven’t seen the daughter since the day I arrived. The mom said she’s popular and goes out a lot. Sounds like me. But she was pretty cold to me so I’m not sure if we’ll get along.
My big fear of having to make new friends is over. I met two girls today who are staying for 4 months! Caroline is a nice blonde Swiss girl who invited me to go out tonight. But with my dad’s voice saying “STUDY STUDY STUDY” in the back of my head, I respectfully declined and rescheduled for a more appropriate time. Plus I’m still not used to the time here and I have trouble falling asleep and waking up.
I have a fun weekend planned. Sakoru and I signed up to go scuba diving this Friday after classes. Then on Saturday I’m going to tour Monaco with Ozge. Then Sunday I’ll probably call Caroline to see if she wants to go to the beach with me. I think it will get cold soon so I want to take advantage of their beautiful beaches. The beaches are stone which is strange and sounds uncomfortable but no matter, the water is so blue the beach could be of dirt and I wouldn’t care.
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