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I've had much trouble preparing for going to France.
I could only take 20 kg, and, after really limiting everything I could,
I've had 40. So I have to ask my parents to send the rest by mail.
I was and still am very afraid.
During the flight one of my ear started swelling inside and I thought I'll go nuts,
because I couldn't stop it the way it usually help. Eventually, it sort of bursted
and after a short,
On the airport I was really nervous, because I could not find the exit to metro; on the plan
they forgot to place the orange "you are here" spot on the map, which made it useless. First
lady I asked for help couldn't help me, but the information office guy did point me the right way.
The room is nice apart from that it has no light. It's the first time I've seen a room without any light.
There is a light in the mini-corridor, though.
Oh, at least I'll save some electricity.
The french bed-sheets are almost non-existant. I'm dieing of cold here. I could heat the room up a bit,
but that would cost me money... Anyway, I did it for the night and I really could not tell the difference.
Spiffor was so nice to take care of me sunday evening. I was late, because I am dumb and I mistook the
directions. After that, I thought I've mistook the directions again, so I changed it, only to discover
i was going the right way earlier on. But it's not only my fault, because I've asked a lady for the way
and she showed me the wrong one. Bad, malicious, French lady.
Anyway, we've drank beer with Spiffor, who was evil enough to try to convince me that since I'm in France,
I should eat frog legs
:vomit: :bettercrying: :frog:
After that, we ate something. He didn't finish his meal though. I certainly hope it wasn't becaue I was coughing
into it all of the time.
As I was trying to speak french, the level of discussion on my side was rather low. I think I know around 10 words
in french and it is hard to make a decent converation out of that. I compensated for that using english words with
"french" pronounciation
, hoping at least some of them will be right.
But I must admit that when I tried to speak english, Spiffor understood even less of that then of my "french"
After that, Spiffor showed me around Paris. It looks really nice. nicer than I remembered it.
Today, I went to mme Michaud. She was nice and I was suprised at that, with minor difficulties, I am able to talk
with her and some other lady. Not with mme du Barry though, who terrorised me with her, very unappropriate "haven't you received my mails"
remarks
I also learned that I can't write an essay, so I'll have to change my program.
It was not that bad in general, and this time, I had no trouble finding my was to the place, which is a miracle.
After that I came home to discover the lady I was supposed to deal with has a break, so I went back to EHESS.
After a lecture I talked with monsieur prof. Touati. It was miserable, because at some point he said something very simple to me,
something like Voulez-vous ecrire son e-mail I think, but I wasn't sure if I understood and was asking two times for him to repeat
and still wasn't sure, because I got nervous. He got nervous too, because I want to change the program and he wasn't sure if I can
(I told him I do), and is visibly afraid they'll punish him for my sin of changing it. He ordered me to see what seminaires are there
at EPHE.
That makes it more complicated because I'll have to do that, and contact some other guy etc, and some bureaucratic tasks will have to
wait, but I guess it's good that he cares for my seminaires to match the subject of my thesis.
I didn't know I can attend EPHE lectures. It's good that I do. I wanted to ask about it earlier, becaue I've seen they have a french course
for foreign students. It's very good.
In general: it's not a complete tragedy I thought it may be, they're not shouting at me: wtf are you doing here, get out!
but still it's not as if I was completely sound and wuved by everyone. Touati is not glad with my choices of seminaires.
He also didn't remember exactly the title of my thesis and thought I'll show up a month earlier. That is not my fault,
but it may contribute to the fact he seemed mildly annoyed, apart from that he was late for his meeting because of me (and other
students taking his time before me), and because of my french.
Mr Touati told me to contact and meet some other professor, and I'm not sure if I have the right e-mail
and what should I write.
I could only take 20 kg, and, after really limiting everything I could,
I've had 40. So I have to ask my parents to send the rest by mail.
I was and still am very afraid.
During the flight one of my ear started swelling inside and I thought I'll go nuts,
because I couldn't stop it the way it usually help. Eventually, it sort of bursted
and after a short,
On the airport I was really nervous, because I could not find the exit to metro; on the plan
they forgot to place the orange "you are here" spot on the map, which made it useless. First
lady I asked for help couldn't help me, but the information office guy did point me the right way.
The room is nice apart from that it has no light. It's the first time I've seen a room without any light.
There is a light in the mini-corridor, though.
Oh, at least I'll save some electricity.
The french bed-sheets are almost non-existant. I'm dieing of cold here. I could heat the room up a bit,
but that would cost me money... Anyway, I did it for the night and I really could not tell the difference.
Spiffor was so nice to take care of me sunday evening. I was late, because I am dumb and I mistook the
directions. After that, I thought I've mistook the directions again, so I changed it, only to discover
i was going the right way earlier on. But it's not only my fault, because I've asked a lady for the way
and she showed me the wrong one. Bad, malicious, French lady.
Anyway, we've drank beer with Spiffor, who was evil enough to try to convince me that since I'm in France,
I should eat frog legs
:vomit: :bettercrying: :frog:After that, we ate something. He didn't finish his meal though. I certainly hope it wasn't becaue I was coughing
into it all of the time.
As I was trying to speak french, the level of discussion on my side was rather low. I think I know around 10 words
in french and it is hard to make a decent converation out of that. I compensated for that using english words with
"french" pronounciation
, hoping at least some of them will be right. But I must admit that when I tried to speak english, Spiffor understood even less of that then of my "french"
After that, Spiffor showed me around Paris. It looks really nice. nicer than I remembered it.
Today, I went to mme Michaud. She was nice and I was suprised at that, with minor difficulties, I am able to talk
with her and some other lady. Not with mme du Barry though, who terrorised me with her, very unappropriate "haven't you received my mails"
remarks
I also learned that I can't write an essay, so I'll have to change my program.It was not that bad in general, and this time, I had no trouble finding my was to the place, which is a miracle.
After that I came home to discover the lady I was supposed to deal with has a break, so I went back to EHESS.
After a lecture I talked with monsieur prof. Touati. It was miserable, because at some point he said something very simple to me,
something like Voulez-vous ecrire son e-mail I think, but I wasn't sure if I understood and was asking two times for him to repeat
and still wasn't sure, because I got nervous. He got nervous too, because I want to change the program and he wasn't sure if I can
(I told him I do), and is visibly afraid they'll punish him for my sin of changing it. He ordered me to see what seminaires are there
at EPHE.
That makes it more complicated because I'll have to do that, and contact some other guy etc, and some bureaucratic tasks will have to
wait, but I guess it's good that he cares for my seminaires to match the subject of my thesis.
I didn't know I can attend EPHE lectures. It's good that I do. I wanted to ask about it earlier, becaue I've seen they have a french course
for foreign students. It's very good.
In general: it's not a complete tragedy I thought it may be, they're not shouting at me: wtf are you doing here, get out!
but still it's not as if I was completely sound and wuved by everyone. Touati is not glad with my choices of seminaires.
He also didn't remember exactly the title of my thesis and thought I'll show up a month earlier. That is not my fault,
but it may contribute to the fact he seemed mildly annoyed, apart from that he was late for his meeting because of me (and other
students taking his time before me), and because of my french.
Mr Touati told me to contact and meet some other professor, and I'm not sure if I have the right e-mail
and what should I write.
I do suggest that you use "seminar" and "seminars" in english... "seminair"[-es] looks too much like "seminary" to me, which probably is not what you mean, unless you are planning on becoming a man of the cloth
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