#montesson

Bon, n'étant pas très mobile, difficile de créer des posts avec de nouvelles photos. Je reviens donc à mon projet de présenter l'intégralité de mes photos, projet interrompu à l'année 2017. Je vais donc essayer de clore cette année 2017.

Ici, les vacances de Toussaint chez ma sœur, en Normandie.

Incursion en Mayenne (Pays de la Loire):

les 3 premières : le Château de Montesson, à Bais, avec son étrange bulbe.

Traian Vuia (născut în 17 august 1872, Surducu Mic, comitatul Caraș-Severin), inginer şi inventator, pionier al aviaţiei româneşti şi mondiale, este constructorul primului avion din lume, brevetat, în Franţa, în 17 august 1903, care, în 18 martie 1906, la Montesson, lângă Paris, s-a desprins de la sol datorită exclusiv forţei motorului său; a folosit pentru prima oară în lume un tren de aterizare cu pneuri la roţi.

În timpul celui de-al Doilea Război Mondial a participat la mişcarea de Rezistenţă franceză, fiind preşedintele Frontului Naţional Român din Franţa. A devenit membru de onoare al Academiei Române din 1946.

Detalii: Wikipedia

Biblioteca Academiei Române

Documente BAR

Vezi Arhiva rubricii Filă de calendar 

Technically I'm going to talk about my second week in Paris but because my first week was so horrific I'm going to pretend it didn't happen. What I will say about that though is, I'm very grateful to all of my friends and family who supported me through one of the most difficult weeks of my life. I don't think I would have got through it without them. 

But onto better things... Last week got a whole lot better mainly because my mum came out to see me and to help me find somewhere to live. After a couple of stressful days we found somewhere and I am no longer homeless! Woo! As that was my main source of stress the previous week it was such a relief when I finally moved in somewhere. After moving in, my mum and I explored the area where I will be living, got some food (but no marmite, still fuming) and turned on the tv to watch Friends dubbed in French, i.e. the weirdest thing I have ever watched in my life.

I went to a language assistant orientation day last Wednesday which was both terrifying and encouraging at the same time. The first three hours was basically them bombarding us with the many, many, many forms that we have to fill in and submit. I think everyone else's panic and stress rubbed off on me and I started to worry. But lucky me, I sat next to the one person who had been a language assistant in France before. He told me what was urgent and what could wait and gave me really good advice about the year. 

Last Thursday was my first day at the school I will be teaching at. It's called College Pablo Picasso and it's in Montesson, Yvelines. All of the teachers are lovely and I really like the school . I went back for my second day today. It involved six hours of me answering questions about myself, which is a lot harder than I thought it would be. I obviously don't know myself that well.

The most insulting question I got asked: Do you have any children? (Do I look like I have any children?)

The most original question I got asked: Do you like kebabs? (The answer is no, in case you were wondering)

The most hilarious question I got asked: Do you have to get a boat to the island you live on? (If I had a pound for everytime someone has asked me that...)

My biggest achievement so far though has been opening a bank account. Anyone who knows French bureaucracy will understand that you basically have to promise your first born to get anything done around here, so that was a big deal. It also means I will get paid! Woo!

I still feel homesick now and again but I'm starting to get so busy now that there really isn't time for that. I have another orientation day tomorrow, followed by two more days at school. Then I have Warwick friends, Rachel, Libby and Flora, staying at the weekend and we're all going out to celebrate Georgie's birthday. Busy, busy, busy!

A bientôt,

Beth