Bonjour tout le monde!
What an exciting three days it has been! Starting off my Wednesday morning at
three-thirty, I woke up and headed for the airport. After flying from Bismarck
to Dallas, Dallas to London, and London to Marseille; with a total of three
cups of coffee and four hours of sleep, I made it to Aix! However, I was in
quite a unique state of mind. First of all, obviously, I was tired. Yet, flying
from London to Marseille, the entire flight felt like some sort of dream. All
along, I’ve had my destination of Aix ready, and did the steps I needed. However, when arriving, a small panic kicks in questioning whether or not
I was ready, and if it was real, which I can inform you, it is. The landscape
is quite different from North Dakota, which in reality just means it lacked
open prairie, or in other words, it was not flat. Going
through the airport was so simple, and our lady from our program picked up us
right away and we got onto a bus to Aix!
Along our thirty-minute
bus ride, all eight of us made quick introductions and were in amazement of the
new reality we were about to face! Luckily I have been abroad before, but it
also changed my initial experience. I can never get used to how strange and
similar everything looks. I expected, as I did last time, that everything would
look completely different. As if I would get out of the airport and say, “oh
yeah, this is France.” However, I was quickly reminded that is not the case. The
similarities of North Dakota are prevalent, however, the different language, architect, and transportation are the common difference from my experience, especially from my
hometown and home college. However, at least this time I was prepared for
subtle and exciting change I was faced with.
L’arrivée
La ville
For those of your who don’t know much about Aix, officially Aix-en-Provence, its population is around 150,000 people, and I would approximate that a third are students. It was founded in 122 BC by the Romans, with the organization of the town nearly split in two. Half of it is organized, as I can best describe, like spaghetti, because in older times, the cities were not organized as they as today. Whereas the other half has nice blocks that I am more familiarized with. It is organized well, and the furthest I will walk is fifteen minutes, making my apartment in a superb location. The first night upon arrival the IAU/CEA students met up for a hot drink at a café, followed by ordering a margarita pizza in another restaurant. The following day we had our orientation, accompanied by café au lait, au thé, ou au café américain (coffee with milk, tea, or black coffee) and a croissant. We were given a walking, historical overview of the town throughout the afternoon, and finished of our Friday with spaghetti and wine at other students’ apartments.À la semaine prochaine!
This is a view from my friend's terrace.
Saint Jean de Malte
A popular street in Aix
Another view from someone apartment
An advertisement for shoe oil that was kept on the building.
And of course, me eating a nutella crepe!
Love this, and love you! <3 Bree
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