Did you know I have 22 and a half hours of French class each week? It's like a part-time job... And then I get to come home and talk to my host parents in French too. Like a job that follows you home! I thought only some full-time jobs did that... I'm so tired.
Today, there was a bus strike. Well I'm not really sure what the strike was on, someone said it was just a strike in town right in front of the bus depot so none of the buses could get out to run their routes. I saw a couple buses later on in the night. I hope the strike is out of the way tomorrow at least, the website says that they expect at least 60% of routes to be running. This is no fun. This morning my host mom generously drove me to school and then I walked home at 8pm. It takes an hour to walk home!
I asked my host mom if it'd be okay to invite my mom and brother to dinner here while they're in Pau. She said it was fine, but the last time one of their host students invited her mother to eat dinner with the family it was awkward and she sensed that the girl's mother was a little annoyed, because French people like to spend a lot of time at the dinner table talking, particularly when they have guests, and she said she thinks most Americans aren't used to that because most don't even eat at the table at all. We talked about what day would be best for dinner, and then we talked about renting cars and the non-existence of automatic cars in France and the autoroute from Paris to Pau. Mom, I hope you know that highways in France are toll highways. And that the autoroute between Bordeaux and Pau is supposed to be one of the most expensive roads in France.
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