'i'll throw one at you'

I've really been neglecting my blog.

So to recap, last weekend I spent a lovely weekend in Dijon with my housemate. We explored the Musee des beaux arts...where I found myself having a very long difficult conversation about one of the newest exhibitions, later to find out the man to whom I had been speaking was in fact english. win.
We explored the local indoor market, which I have been told is the largest in Europe!! Later we went to La Foire Gastronomique, which I can only really describe as being the most delicious place in the world. We ate in a stall owned by a local Fromagerie, we ate a buffet of salad, raclette, chacuterie and potatoes. As shown by the picture (see above) the cheese was actually bigger than my head and was slowly melted on a very interesting lamp as you ate it. Delicieux.

We also gorged on organic homemade macaroons and biere bretonne! I was fascinated by all the artisinale creations, chocolate crafted into slices of cheese, bread carved into delicate flowers, faces smiling from fruit shaped marzipan! As I was photographing a sea of sausages the man glared at me angrily and threatened to throw one at me...time to leave perhaps?


This week I once again returned to Dijon to meet up with an old friend, we shopped, ate beautiful food in a very nice restaurant and consumed quite a lot of wine! Meeting up with her really helped, having a nice catch up definitely eased the homesickness.

We spent the next day in Besancon, exploring La Citadelle, its zoo and its museum. Again, I will post photos soon.

On the teaching front, some classes never fail to amaze me, constantly craving cultural knowledge and asking for translations of sayings etc, whereas others seem to think the best thing about having a language assistant is that they can swear in class without me noticing.

And a little something for the boys back home...I was introducing colours to a beginners class earlier this week, they had never learnt any before and were struggling tirelessly to pronounce even the simplest words, until I held up the BLACK card, at which one little boy almost fell off his chair as he yelled 'ALL BLACKS!! I KNOW I KNOW ALL BLACKS!!! Like in Rugby!!!' Hilarious, and cute.

Thats about it for now folks

a bientot