Tales of my time as an English language assistant in France!

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Eup-la

Oh dear, I've descended to the level of making bad puns in French... but I enjoy the occasions when I actually have sufficient linguistic knowledge to do so!

The lady I did a language exchange with here, Francoise, invited me to her house, which was in a little mountain village called Eup. And here's what it was like...


View out the window of the guest room: awesome!


And in the other direction...

I suppose you could call this the main street.

Other villages nestled in the valley.

Just a casual stone wall.

Little creek running through the village.
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Lunch for La Retirada


Fideua (a word I can not for the life of me remember how to pronounce) that we had as a main.

Musical entertainment! The guy on the left (singing) is an English teacher that I work with. :)
More musical entertainment!
Yet more musical entertainment, this time by Hector, the effervescent Cuban!
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Around Saint Go

Phone box I normally receive calls from the parents in. And my flash bike next to it.

Trying to get a pic of nice flowers and prove you can easily see the mountains from St Go.

See? Mountains!


Some prime real estate.
View out my window this morning!


Marmite sandwich, in a possie with a view of the Pyrenees.
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Ecole de Musique de Guy Lafitte Concert

Atelier de salsa and orchestre d'initiation jazz playing at Labarthe-Inard.


Atelier de salsa



Fluting away


Brave people starting the dancing to Occitan music


Dancing to Occitan music
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More Recent Events

A parade in commemoration of the end of the 'Events' in Algeria, in Saint Gaudens.
Chilling by the Garonne in Toulouse, with other assistants.
Pont Neuf, Toulouse. How French is this scene?
Gardens in Toulouse... spring has sprung!
Musical instrument stand at an antique stall in Toulouse.
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Recent Events...

Trying to get a decent pic of the awesome silhouettes of the Pyrenees on this beautiful day!


Bike-ride scenery!


Spring in public gardens beside my house.


Can't really remember... must have taken it on one of my bike-rides!
More trying to get Pyrenee silhouettes. :)

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Home, James

As they say, all good things must come to an end. Even holidays in the Mediterranean (and above). The time had come to go home, and so, I departed from Lyon in the early morning.

While I wasn't so keen on getting up at 6am while on holiday (plus trying to get my stuff ready quietly in a dorm room of 6), it turned out to be a blessing in disguise, as I was out of the hostel in time to see this:



Then, after two pleasant train rides, I was back in little old Saint-Gaudens. It felt a bit small, but it was nice to be 'chez moi,' have my own room... and rest my feet, which had been forced to build up their defences after much walking in the same pair of shoes!!




Only Lyon (2)


As this was to be my only full day in Lyon, I thought I should make the most of it. However, I was starting to get tired from this hectic holiday pace, so decided to do relaxing activities.

First stop was the information centre, as I still didn't have a map of the city. I'm always keen to get my hands on a map, as then I don't have to worry about limiting my aimless wandering to avoid getting hopelessly lost. Fortunately for me, the info centre was not too far from my hostel, in the Place Bellecour, where there was a pretty cool statue of Louis XIV. Also, Wikipedia says it's the third largest square in France: 62 000 m²!



Armed with my trusty map, and a few recommendations from the man in the info centre, I went off to hire a bike, and amuse myself by biking alongside the river. Probably could have just done that all day, really.



Anyway, Sabrina had recommended the Parc de la Tete d'or, so off I went.
The land for this park (17 hectares) was purchased in 1856, work started in 1857, and 5 years later it was finished! The name of the park is 'Park of the Golden Head,' (that is really clumsily translated, but I can't think of a better way, and neither could the people who wrote the English version of the sign that I got this info from); legend has it that a golden replica of Christ's head is buried somewhere within the park grounds.

Going to this park was definitely a good option for a quiet morning, and I could ride the bike I'd hired through it. Given that it's a pretty sizeable park, this is a definite advantage.



While I was on the bike, and on the other side of the river, I thought I might as well explore as much as I could.




A lady who biked past me during this long 'promenade en velo' warned me that bikeriding makes you hungry... and it was indeed lunch time. I decided it was time to treat myself to another proper French meal in a restaurant. And it's always slightly cheaper to do this at lunchtime. So, back to Old Lyon, where I found a nice little resto with a ten euro menu (and the meal is documented in another blog entry, so we won't go into details).

As per usual, a nice big lunch made me feel a bit sleepy. So I had to wake myself up by trekking up the hill to find the Gallo-Roman ampitheatres (2-3 century AD). You wouldn't think you could miss two massive ampitheatres, but I somehow managed to go past the site the first time. I did have a nice bike ride around the top of the hill before I found them, though.

I was fascinated by these ampitheatres... firstly, they certainly knew how to choose the spot for them.


And, they are huge, and old, and complex. I felt like a kid again, as I was sort of compelled to go climbing around all of the different parts, exploring!



It's really amazing to think about how people who lived so long ago managed to construct such amazing (and durable) things. Plus to get the acoustics right. And even to decorate... the marble floor of the 'orchestra' of one of the ampitheatres had several types of marble from several different countries, including Greece and Egypt!



Before the ampitheatre was built, there had been houses and shops in this area, and there were remains dating from the 1st-3rd century AD! Decided to get in the spirit and have a quick look in an ancient shop. Managed not to buy anything.



Was equally impressed with the remains of columns and the slabs of stone with carved lettering.



In fact, as I was still feeling a little bit dopey after my big meal, I decided to settle down on the grass below the ampitheatres and soak up the grandeur/rest my eyes for a bit.

After a bit of a rest, I decided I'd better move before I got so comfy that I went to sleep. However, I didn't have the energy for any more exploring at that particular point, so I just wandered back to the hostel for an internet session.

Old Lyon was the next destination (again), as my tourist map had several points of interest marked, and I decided I should try to visit as many as possible, as well as soaking up the atmosphere of this area.



Got a few of the sights on the map in, but couldn't get to them all. Here are a couple:

The Dugas House (Maison Dugas)
Built for an important family in the early 17th century, on foundations from even earlier.



'The Red Tower' (La Tour Rouge)
This is in the courtyard of the Maison Crible, at 16 rue du Boeuf. It's quite amazing how, behind the facades of these buildings, there can be quite impressive courtyards. A hidden world!


As darkness fell, I decided it was time to get a few more Lyon-by-night photos. Hopped on another hire bike and set off along the riverside, zig-zagging across bridges and making numerous stops in order to take photos.

I was, in fact, extremely disappointed with these photos. Despite my best efforts to set the camera on something so it couldn't move and blur the photo... somehow, I still ended up with blurry photos.

Nevertheless, these give the impression (because it definitely is impressive!).