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Sunday, September 29, 2013

Peeeeectures


Hey y'all, i'm gonna put some pictures on here, hopefully starting from the beginning

. Packing 
Plane ride

Host family house
Bus pass :) 

Paris weekend


Some hot air balloons

First rotary weekend


Bike ride up a mountain side

American war monument


Canadians being canadian :D


Castle on the way home


School books :(


Nightly ritual


Breakfast! 


After the first day of school. 


The sign to where i live!


My view from the bus stop, gorgeous isn't it?


Writing letters like it's my job. 

Pictures!

I promised pictures, so here y'all are. 

Secret stash of chocolate

Castleeeee

Panorama castle

Lovely couple who took me places

Deutschland. Germany

Luxembourg

Schengen (E.U accords signed here)

ROTARY CLUB OF METZ WHUDDUP

Strasbourg cathedral

Organ inside strasbourg cathedral

German architecture in france

Me in front of german architecure in france

Cafe in strasbourg

A really good picture of me laughing at someone probably.  

I should really post more often.

HELLO NEW FOLLOWERS.

I didn't realize that my blog had so much importance/so many followers, I recently hit 1070 page views, in just over a month, so I guess that means people are interested in my happenings, so for the sake of all you who enjoy reading my blog, I'll try to make it a more regular affair!

One Month, and birthday in a week!

(I apologize in advance for the rambling nature of this post.)

Wow, it's hard to believe that it's really been a month here. Literally time has gone by so quickly that it's difficult to remember what I've done from day to day, let alone from three and a half weeks ago. LUCKILY I'VE KEPT A JOURNAL. So, here goes nothing... Since my last post, I've watched a few movies with my host family, in french with french subtitles (which suck because the titles are direct translations of the english and the french is completely re-written). I've been really lazy and lounged around doing absolutely nothing. I've had school 6 days a week starting at 8 AM which means a 6 AM alarm every day. I've had a cold and felt really poopy and wrapped myself in a blanket with tea and wanted to cuddle with someone who patted my head and told me everything was going to be okay. AND ALSO, I've done some travelling. SO HERE GOES FOLKS, ALL MY TRAVEL AND ADVENTURE STORIES FROM THE PAST THREE WEEKS.

ON SUNDAY SEPTEMBER 15th, I went to the three borders surrounding the corner of France that I live in; Belgium, Luxembourg and Germany. It was really pretty cool because not only was I in four countries in one day, but I also visited the place where the E.U. Accord was signed, and stood in two places at once. Which is pretty sweet, not gonna lie at all. The couple that brought me around apparently does the trip every year, so they knew their way around. Also on this day I visited a castle and a place where they make beautiful pottery in a town called Longwy I believe. Not too sure about that. The couple also has had numerous exchange students and said that for the time that I'd been there, I spoke the best french out of all of them, so Boo-Yeah. They had also been to Stoney Point in the states and had passed through Windsor to get there! HOW COOL IS THAT SOMEONE ACTUALLY KNOWS WHERE WINDSOR IS OMG WOW. Pictures will follow in case any of you happened to see them when they were here like 15 years ago.

The next day, Monday the 16th was when I was formally introduced to my host Rotary club. It was quite a luxurious affair. Held in a hotel dining room that was built in the 1500's it was really quite fancy. There were a lot of old Rotarians there, and the governor of our district attended. I was asked to play the Canadian national anthem on the trumpet, and there was the trading of club banners, which was really awkward because no one told me what to say so I just kinda handed the president my banner and was like "Here, you can have this, i don't know what to do with it anymore." (Okay, not literally but you understand my dilemma.)

The journal that I write in every night was given to me as a gift by Shayla, and I just needed to say something about that because she put these little quotes in it on random pages, and there's one that says: "You will never be completely at home again, because part of your heart will always be elsewhere. That is the price for the richness of loving and knowing people in more that one place." and I really feel like that's hitting me right now, because I've gained a circle of friends and I feel like I literally have a second home here now, and I can already tell that it's going to be hard to leave. It's been a month and these people have changed my life so much, it's incredible. Take the 18th for example. A wednesday, also a half day of school. Generally I would go home and watch tv or a movie or something with my host brother, but instead I was invited to go participate in a flash mob, so I did. Turned out to be the highlight of my week, because it was so much fun! It's amazing how little things can change your mood.

Funny little anecdote here, I was told by one of my friends that she's "glad you're are crazy as us, we thought you were too serious" Glad to know that I'm weird, but it's a good weird.

The 23rd marked one month here, and it's crazy because it doesn't seem like that long. I can tell this year is going to pass by quickly, too quickly for my liking. But that's the RYE for you, it's amazing and it changes your life but then it's over before you know it. HEHE THE 23RD ALSO MARKED THE FIRST DAY SOMEONE THOUGHT I WAS A LOCAL, so I was pretty proud of that. A month in France and I'm already acting so French even the french themselves can't decipher who's foreign. LOVE IT.

Mumford & Sons announced an "indefinite hiatus" on the 24th of September, and I got really sad because Mumford. (only a few of you will understand my pain.)

I've decided I'm going to start acting again. At school. Doing a play written by students of Fabert. It's apparently all about social interactions and teenage relationships so this'll be fun. Also on the note of acting and the arts, every year the high schools of Metz get together and perform a "concert des Lycees", of which this year there will be a Canadian trumpet player playing 2nd trumpet. The theme this year is the 100th anniversary of the outbreak of WW1, so there's elements of "La Veuve Joyeuse", originally a german operetta that was translated into french and will be used for this year's concert. Pretty cool stuff if you ask me.

This brings us to this weekend, where yesterday I visited Strasbourg with my host family, right after school yesterday. It was amazing, Strasbourg is so quaint, and being right on the border of Germany, has really stereotypical German architecture, as well as a gorgeous cathedral. Which seems to be a staple of all important French towns. The cathedral. They're all downright gorgeous though, especially the one in Metz. It has the most stained glass windows of all cathedrals in France. HOLLAH CITY PRIDE.

Anyways, I'm gonna go play Ping Pong with my host brother.

GROS BISOUS, PEACE AND LOVE


Monday, September 23, 2013

Sorry!

Sorry everyone, i know you're all anxious for another update, and i just wanted to let y'all know one's coming very soon! 

Thursday, September 5, 2013

School.

There's really no other way to put this. School sucks, universally.

I find it's really difficult in France because the rhythm changes so frequently, and so quickly it's really hard to keep up. All my courses are quite difficult as well, but that'll come with time. FRENCH SCHOOL IS SO LONG. THE HOURS ARE RIDICULOUS. I have classes that start at 8AM every day, which means I wake up at 6 AM to shower and get ready and things, and my classes finish at either 5 or 6 PM most days, with the exception of Wednesday, Monday, and Saturday; yes I have to go to school on Saturdays. I really don't like that, but I don't have the right to complain, I'm a Rotary Youth Exchange Student, I accept what's given to me with a good attitude no matter what. Or else.

All my classmates are really helpful though, and it's been really interesting integrating myself into this group of kids that's known each other for years now. I think watching people interact socially is really quite interesting, so that part is fun. Lycée Fabert itself is a really nice school, as in the building itself, but the only downside (here's my North American side kicking in) is that they don't have AC. And it gets HOT in those classrooms. It's really not the best learning environment, because you're not concentrated on what the teacher is saying, you're only concentrated on how hot the damn classroom is. How hot the damn classroom is. How hot the damn classroom is. How hot the freaking classroom is. How much I'd kill for a glass of water right now. How hot is this damn classroom. Oh my goodness, I'm sweating. I can't deal with this heat. What did the teacher say? Oh he was talking to me. QUICK PRETEND YOU DIDN'T UNDERSTAND.

The above is a quick snapshot into my thoughts during class, especially philosophy... of which I have eight hours a week... as apart of my 32 hour school week... I might not return to Canada guys, fair warning.
All French Lycée students are dying a slow painful death.

SIGNING OFF,
NIKLAS PIZZOLITTO.

or Nicolas or Kneeklas as I'm known here.