STRIKE!

So due to new legislation France has taken upon itself to make this the most difficult week of my life!  That is a little small minded, it is difficult for everyone due to the strike in France.  I commend France for taking a stand. However, if you are a person living in Perpignan without a car getting around is challenging to say the least...a 40 minute walk to my school is not enjoyable at 7 am in the rain...
However my first week teaching at school was enjoyable and the children are very entertaining...also quite excitable.  Also, I bought sort of a gym membership and finally got my blood flowing--I am planning on going again today. Then tomorrow there is yoga!
Every Thursday I will be babysitting a little 4 year-old names Enzo, very sweet boy but we got off to a rocky start...it'll get better (i hope).  I'm hoping that 7 euros an hour is a good rate :P.

Lastly, I'm a little more brunette then I have every been--this was a happy accident.

good times

 Having a great time, meeting lovely people.  The two people I live with are in the last photo, they are great...I will say that I believe my clothing is a little too colorful for Europe. I walked into the patio with my orange shirt in a sea of black...worse things have happened.  Lot of great clothes here too, but I promised myself I wouldn't buy anything significant until I started making Euros...this is a major challenge.

So I start teaching next week, and my god do I have my work cut out for me...in one school so far I have 5 classes of at least 25-27 kids--all ranging from 6-11 years of age.  Funny thing is I'm actually not an assistant (as I once so foolishly presumed), I am THE one and ONLY professor.  Creator of lessons, instructor--the whole shabang.  So needless to say if you have any ideas on teaching english surely send them my way...
However, it is quite exciting--I love kids and I also love public speaking (if you know me, you know this already).  I'm looking forward to the challenge to come...

Already feeling disconnected from Moscow--not just Moscow but my friends. Because, as I have learned, it is not the town but the people--although Moscow is my home and I adore the people in it.  If you are reading this, know that I miss you and that I'm wishing I was with you now. :-).  au revoir bissou...