After a long arrival day, it was time to face the music of my first week. Fortunately, the guys at the plant had sent me a message saying that I should rest in the morning and plan to arrive on-site around noon so they could take me to lunch and show me around in the afternoon; an offer I was more than happy to take up. Monday: November 13, 2023 I was wide awake at 3AM but after a break to browse the internet on the couch, I managed another 1-2 hours to wake around 8am. I had breakfast in the hotel reception/lobby (accueil), it had a decent spread and attentive staff; not a bad deal for ~10 euro. Still, I don't really intend to eat breakfast most days, aside from a few pastries and what not, I can save my calories for fancier meals out and about. The commute to Castets was an easy one and wasn't more than about 20 km, which is frankly an amazing distance to do for the electric vehicle. I personally have no issues with roundabouts and understand that they usually help traf
Tuesday, May 21 A longer day at work than expected. Things didn't go as planned and the batch behaved differently than the previous one despite only minor tweaks in our procedure. Still, overall progress and learnings. I got a kick out of visiting the bakery this morning to buy my sandwich and saw they offered both chocolatines and pains au chocolats 😆 Madames et messieurs: un pain au chocolat! This might be the first sandwich I've had in France that was round instead of cylindrical I've gotten much better at parking in the apartment garage, good thing too cause almost all the spots were filled tonight. Dinner was just down the street at Jack the Cockerel. It wasn't the only place open at 22h but it was one of the closest. It was lively with beat heavy music in the background and a blend of themes. Many young people were here, I think it's just across the way from a nightclub (boîte de nuit), I've never seen a night club open here in my time in France
Welcome and bienvenue to my first foray into the blogoverse! I haven't been a great diary keeper in the past before but will push myself to record memories and images here on a fairly regular basis; with every major upheaval to our normal order comes the opportunity to make changes, maybe some of them will last... A little backstory for those of you just joining : June of 1991, a child is born in Seattle. Adoring parents are puzzled by the pale complexion and curious birthmarks around its eyes. A sharp intake of breath heralds the fated child's first cry: a silent wail echoes through the halls, the air in the doorway forms a flat, solid, impassable mass and somewhere a man drops a coin into a hat on the floor. - September of 2005, a child enters a classroom to find a list of names on long sheets of paper taped on the wall. French 1 is taught within this salle de classe, a course taught through immersion. This immersion process starts with students selecting a new name
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