My classes end in two weeks, the weather has been 75 + and sunny and I went on a boat ride on the ocean on Saturday ... is it summer? Of course today is cloudy and cold, but for the past two weeks I have been completely convinced summer came early. I had such a great week last week/weekend this past weekend and I have been very busy that I think I'm going to use these clouds as an excuse to just chill for a couple days. This post is going to be about the weekend, but I couldn't help but include a picture of one of my favorite classes. They are the equivalent of sophomores, and I have so much fun with them and I'm going to miss them so much! There are 38 of them, and I saw them all together for the last time, this week so I couldn't help being the cheesy TA that just HAS to take a picture. So, voilà:
|Small church on Ile-Aux-Moines|
|Pascale and Corinne on the boat!|
As I have said, Monday I work at an alternative high school, working with students with physical and mental disabilities. There are only two English teachers, Corinne and Pascale, who work with me and they are so nice and invited me to the coast on Saturday. I have been to the northern coast a few time, up to Saint Malo, Cancale, Cap Fréhal, and Mont Saint Michel, but somehow I have never been to the southern coast so I was so excited when I got the invite. Saturday morning we left around 10 am and could not have asked for a better day. The area we were in is called Morbihan and it took about an hour and half to get there. We parked the car and took a small, quick ferry to an island called Ile-Aux-Moines (which means Monk's Island, even though there are no monasteries on the island). While it is the biggest island in the gulf, it is very small, only about 3 miles by 4 miles. We walked all around the island and it was so adorable and picturesque. All of the houses are old stone houses, or houses that seemed very Mediterranean, all white with blue shutters.
|Admiring the ocean from above|
The flowers were incredible and were out everywhere - mostly wisteria and lilac so the whole island smelled like summer. We walked along the beach, through the middle of the island, and ended up back by the port where we had lunch. I had a very delicious scallop and leek galette. I couldn't get over how much it looked like Maine! We decided to take a tour of the gulf by boat, which took a little over an hour. There was someone on the loud speaker to describe to us what was "sur notre gauche" or "sur notre droite" - so different islands, beaches, and lighthouses. I couldn't believe that I was on a boat, on the ocean ... in April!
|Little John Island or Brittany, France?|
|Yarmouth Boat Yard or the gulf in south Brittany?|
|Boat ride around the gulf|
|the perfect beach house?|
On our way back home, we stopped in Vannes, which is a larger 'city' on the coast that reminded me a lot of Rennes. We did little tour, stopping to admire the architecture, and the castle that is in the center of the old city with extremely impressive gardens. We got home around 7 and it was one of the best days I have had here. It made me miss the ocean and summer so much, but soon enough!
|Gardens at the castle in Vannes|
After a true summer day on Saturday, I was out and about again on Sunday, this time to Paris to see my friend Julia (from Huckins, who is living in Grenoble) run the Paris Marathon. I went with my friend Margaret (go Yarmouth!) and we left Rennes around 8 am. We were fully prepared with cameras, sunglasses, sunscreen, summer attire, wine opener, and ready to cheer on Ju. We first arrived in Paris at 10:30 and grabbed a bus to the Arc de Triomphe where the race was finishing. At first there was supposed to be a detour, and we were going to have to walk a ways because the roads were closed, but our bus driver was so nice and along the road let us know that the route was now open so this is what we first saw about 20 minutes into our time in Paris:
|Yarmouth in Paris!|
Not to shabby huh? We had some time to kill, so we took a little walk down the Champs Elysées and grabbed iced coffee and lunch before heading back towards the finish line. You never think that you care about little things like iced coffee, until you can't have it. It's not like I have been craving it all winter, but as soon as you know you can't have something, what do you do? Crave it. Much to our dismay, we became the Americans asking "Est-ce que vous avez café glacé?" At least it was in French right? Extremely content with our iced coffee we settled in at the end of the finish line and while we couldn't get close to the actual course because of the thousands of people, we sat in front of the screen anxiously awaiting Julia's finish.
|Yay Ju!! So proud!!|
|Beginning of a great day ...|
|friends overlooking Paris (and the 'Inception' bridge)|