Three German boys . . .

9 September 2011 § Leave a comment

9 septembre 2011

. . . laugh at a tired girl’s mismatched socks in the airport.  I think they thought I couldn’t understand them.

In other news, here I am at 26 cours de la Trinité in Aix.  Sara arrived a few hours after I did, and we’re still waiting for Maggie, who took the train from Paris.  There is a small garden in the back, and many of the houses around us have yellow walls and red clay pot roofs (I don’t know what they’re called, and that is probably the most descriptive).

It’s time to dash off to meet the tuteurs (French students who will help us heaps) for dinner.

une rue aixoise

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