1. Along with my host mom's day job, she sells lingerie. The new catalogue recently came out and my host mom let me go along to meet with the other ladys who work for the company. There were six of us and, over coffee and brioche, we looked at the new stock and shared our opinions. They even let me model the new stuff. I had a lot of fun doing a catwalk and giving my opinion on what would sell and what wouldn't work as well (in my humble opinion). When we got home my host mom showed me the suitcases full of things she had yet to sell from catalogues past, and even gave me a gift. It was really fun and I learned about the different sizing and materials.
2. It occurred to me that I never even mentioned Easter! We spent the day at my host mom's parent's house. They live next to Vesoul, a big city, but far enough to be in the country. They have a beautiful home decorated with things from all over the world; as they spent many years in New Caledonia. There were all six of my host mom's brothers and sisters. We ate four courses over four hours, not even counting all the chocolate we devoured.
3. I saw the movie, Titanic for the first time! No one wanted to believe that an American had never seen the #1 box office film in the U.S so my host family decided to take matters into their own hands. My host sisters and I drove all the way to Dole to see it in 3D. However, the line went all the way down the street, so we ended up making a u-turn and driving back home to watching it on tape! It also coincidently happened to be the 100th anniversary of the tragedy. I also saw "La vérité si je mens". A french comedy that was showing at the movie theater in my village. The theater is actually a big room with a projector and plastic chairs and the movie stopped half way through in order to change rolls. It was pretty funny but my favorite part of the night was walking home from the theater with my host sister, under the stars.
4. Although I am currently on vacation, my host parents are not. Therefore we took advantage of the weekend to do some things together. Today we went to Besancon, a big city about an hour away. We went to an auction, my very first. It was just like in the movies, someone who pounds a hammer and all that jazz. There were beautiful wood armoires, desks, paintings, rugs, you name it. We also stopped at a market in centre ville where sellers had come from all over France to sell their region's specialty. We bought some foie gras and a delicious almond cookie from Provence.
5. It occurred to me that my most recent blog posts are more detailed and personal than in the past. Which is directly related to the fact that I'm writing my parents much less often. I used to write home often, giving detail about everything and then wrote about those things a second time around, more vaguely for my blog's audience. But now, eight months into my year, I'm writing less and living more. Taking less time to look back in retrospect and more time to look in front of me. The result is one blog that doubles as a letter home, which I think has altered my voice a little bit.
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