Lundi - Monday

Today…I took a nap. A long nap. And you know what? It didn’t help at all. I was so exhausted after class this morning, so I set the alarm on my phone and fell asleep. Two hours and a few snoozes later, I finally managed to make myself get up and get ready for the cruise. Since it was a semi-dressy affair, I made an exception to my “shoe rule” and wore heels with my dress. I wear my sneakers everywhere else, no matter what; otherwise, I pay for it later with all the walking I do here. Anyway, Mme. F made sure I was very well prepared. I was probably the only one with an extra bag of snacks, water, and a windbreaker. She’s very protective and always makes sure I’m super-prepared (probably more so than my own mother). ;) But yeah, I really appreciate how she takes care of me. With all of the changes and challenges I’ve been facing, I’ve needed her!  

I think most of the students in the program went on the cruise, which means we filled up at least six busses with students. I suppose it was to be expected, since they advertised it as the “activity of the session” and told us over and over that we didn’t want to miss it. What they didn’t mention in the activities flyer was that the cruise was just an excuse to get drunk and have a huge dance party on a chilly, wet ship deck. So…when it was all said and done, I had pretty much decided that I could have missed it and been perfectly fine. Oh well, it’s all good – I had the chance to visit with Amy and Megan, who weren’t really into the whole drunk dancing thing either. During our lengthy conversation (we were on the boat for one of the longest 3 hours of the entire session), we discovered that we’d each had similar experiences with our host families and with adjusting to life here in Québec. I was really encouraged, knowing that I wasn’t the only one wondering, feeling, and doing the same things. Here are some shots of us on the cruise, having our own fun:

The Louis Jolliet

Amy & MeganMe...

Oh yes, and the view from the ship was amazingly beautiful, especially *after* the storm blew over. The sunset was breathtaking.

The storm - it poured down rain like crazy

The Chateau from the river

The sunset

Btw, I have a question. Can anyone tell me why I don’t seem to attract guys my own age? Of all the guys on that ship, I got hit on by the one who had to be in his 30s. And this morning, this 11 year old kid grabbed my hand on the sidewalk and introduced himself. (That was actually amusing – especially listening to him and the other boys laughing as they kept on walking. I remember when the boys in the homeschool group dared each other to do stuff like that. Funny memories. :) )

A bientot!