And then there were Trois

We have friends! There’s a young high school teacher who lives in the internat with us (though she, like everyone else it seems, goes home to Nancy every weekend) and she and a couple other young teachers invited Alex and I out for drinks. We ended up going to La Cabane au Darou, the “best bar in St. Dié”, a woodland creature-themed pub with a pretty amazing selection of beers. I felt like a hobbit. I really liked it. The teachers were all really fun as well. It only took about 15 minutes for them to start singing Carla Bruni and showing us pictures of themselves in wacky costumes on their phones.

In other exciting news, I now have a chair in my room. Bertrand brought one around yesterday. He apologized profusely for it being super ugly (which it sort of is, but I certainly am not complaining. I just turned the cushion around).

The last big event was the arrival of our new floormate. (There were supposed to be two more but it turns out that the German assistant I guess is a bit older and found her own living accommodations in a neighboring town. We were all a little bummed to hear that, but we figure if she didn’t want to live with us, she probably wouldn’t have been that much fun anyhow. )

New member of the internat team: Tommy VanDenberg from New Jersey. He refers to everyone as some combination of bitch, giirrrrl, diva, or pute and is currently in hot pursuit of the most happening gay bars in St. Dié—gooood luck. We took him food shopping (where he bought about 10 gallons of milk, 2 tons of eggs, 10 lbs of pasta and sauce and then looked at us and said “that should be enough to get me through the weekend, right ?”) and then back to la Cabane au Darou for a night of initiation and delicious Belgian troll beer.

Pictures soon!