Friday
I locked myself away for the day and worked on my blog post for Colmar. It ended up being a lot more extensive than I originally planned, but I wanted to do the history tour correctly for the folks who follow along with my misadventures.
In the afternoon, I started work on a scrap sweater. I plan to use all my leftover yarn to make patches and when I get home, I’ll sew them all together to make a sweater. It’s been a fun project so far.
I was having an afternoon coffee when I found out that Prince Philip died. My groupchat with all the French teachers exploded. All of them were incredibly upset and shocked. I was a little shocked that they were shocked considering he’d already lived 99 years and had heart surgery pretty recently.
At the Bodet house, the special coverage of the Prince’s life was already on TV. They canceled much of the regular programming to discuss him and his accomplishments. It seems that the French have a lot of respect for the monarchy. I talked to the Bodets about it and they characterized it as a semi-nostolgia for the days of the French monarchy. Older folks in France almost wish they had they same type of heritage as their English counterparts.
Before dinner we had mojitos with lemon instead of lime. At dinner we had some white wine. We ate a shrimp purée soup followed by rice and shrimp.
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