(1) i have internet! in my room! i have defeated the evil windows vista monster (windows vista: ruining lives since 2007).
(2) it's snowing!
this is what it looks like from the kitchen window.
(3) the university is still closed. here's the situation:
very recently, a new law passed granting more autonomy to all french universities. among other things, this means that universities can individually raise their enrollment costs if they want to. this is a big deal because a university education in france costs 300 euros per year. the young communists and young socialists are particularly displeased. they began by barricading the entrances to one of the university buildings, and the situation grew into a student strike.
out of about 85 universities in france, around 30 are striking. three have been evacuated by the police: one in paris, one in nantes, and the université de provence aix-marseille 1 (which would be where i'm going). the university's president has decided that it could be potentially unsafe for anyone to try to enter the schuman center (which would be where i have classes), so the university is closed until further notice, while he meets with the student groups that are protesting.
so, now those of us in the program are required to keep academic journals describing what we're doing at home to keep up with our studies while the university is closed. fun.
however, the strike did enable rosie and me to go to lyon for a concert without missing any class. we got on the tgv (high-speed train) on sunday morning to see interpol and blonde redhead later that night.
the tgv station in aix is quite a ways out of town. because we were leaving on a sunday, we thought there were no buses running. so we took a 28-euro cab ride.
"this is what a tgv station looks like":
it's actually kind of pretty out here.
about an hour and forty minutes later (thanks to stops at avignon and valence), we arrived in lyon. luckily, the lyon tgv station is in town. rosie and i met up with dianna, a friend of mine from the barsuk mafia studying in lyon, and walked around in search of lunch.
look! it's me and the rhône. and i have a pink streak in my hair now. that rosie's a bad influence with her purple hair.
bellecour: where we finally found lunch. french fry sandwiches at a place called "american sandwich." mine involved a baguette, fries, two hamburger patties, a scrambled egg, orange-coloured melted plastic cheese, and ketchup.
that evening, we took the bus up to transbordeur, the venue. it's a nice place -- i'd compare it to the metro in chicago. i had my first alcoholic drink at a concert (a glass of good dry red wine). the show was pretty damn good, too! but no pictures. damn security.
the next day, rosie and i walked around a bit more (looking for lunch again).
the saône.
vieux lyon.
we ate near bellecour again, shopped a little (i managed to restrain myself and only buy a new bracelet), and headed back to dianna's before getting on the tgv that evening and heading back to aix.
barsuk mafia (temporarily-in-france division) at the lyon tgv. and yes, i am aware that i look completely ridiculous.
and i have a couple of old pictures i've been meaning to post, too:
we love the market.
halloween! as a cat (once again). the mask came from claire's (yes, we actually do have one in aix) and is obviously meant for little girls because my head is way too big for it. not that my head's big anyway.
so, i guess that about does it for now. updates should be much more frequent now that i have the internet chez moi!
1 comment:
i look kind of like a zombie in that picture.
also! why do you get snowww?! i heard we had some flurries in lyon this morning but i didn't get out of bed until 11:30 so i didn't see any of these alleged "flurries".
it's fucking FREEZING here, though. currently 36f, but weather.com says it "feels like 23". GOOD TIMES!
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