For dinner we met up with the people from Spain to eat at a Creperie downtown. By the way, the french don't eat dinner till 8 or 9. I'm hard to get used to because they eat big meals and don't ever snack. But at the creperie I got a ficielle bourcise which was a rolled up crepe like a burito, which sausage, cheese, onions, and some some sauce. It was really good to my surprise. it was served with lettuce as well. And of course I had to get dessert. So I settled on the Normand, which was a crepe with butter, sugar, and carmalized apples. It was all really declicous. Apparently it's common to drink hard cider at creperies. Some of the other spanish people got some. There were 20 of us in that room. The spanish are very loud! It was crazy. I only knew maybe half of them. But I met one of the guys as we were leaving the creperie and headed for a bar, his name was Keta. I think he was from somewhere in Africa. I forgot. But we talked in french for like 30 minutes. He was studying marketing/business in Angers and He was telling me about this mormon church that was helping people get to America. He told me he was muslim. It was good practice for my french. And it was cool to see God's faithfulness in bringing Muslims into my path. We exchanged e-mails. I hope to meet him again sometime.
Today I went to my first class. it was way over my head. It was about the french language. So i don't think I'lll choose to go to that class. Others, that I talked to said their other classes weren't that difficult.
That's all for now. Au revoir
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Thanks for the blog, sounds like you are having fun and even shopping.
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so...sometime soon we are gonna have a massive jordan-videoconference party where we hook up a computer with a webcam to newland's big screen
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wow, classes in all french. that's hard!
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