Oh my, what a first day. Getting up was easy (which I was worried about). Alas, my day was not meant to continue in such a mannor. After breaking my toilet seat, I continued getting ready and set off promptly at 9.15am to arrive in work at 10am French time (9am UK time). Hannah had assured me earlier that day that the drive was fifteen minutes tops, but I left myself with that amount of time just in case. Well, just in bloody case was not enough, I only went and got myself massively lost...and only managed to find my way to work via pure fluke. I arrived in the Majestic in France carpark at five to ten to which I ran in, busting for a wee due to the 2 litres of water I had consumed earlier that morning.
After that fantastic start, I met the majority of the team, and shadowed Anne-Sophie for the day, which she must have got annoyed at. The French team (whom I had pictured to be some epic gang who wouldn't want to know an English member of staff) were absolutely lovely. I found the best way to intigrate myself was to talk to them on their own and build up a conversation with them and then when they were in a group it was a little easier (NOTE TO SELF NEED TO LEARN BASIC FRENCH)...although I did find reading the French edition of Grazia in the staff room was very beneficial. Maybe this is what I shall attempt to do - teach myself to read French and by listening in to the conversations that the staff have I may be able to pick up some French. Guys you won't even recognise me when I come home.
Ahhh - Home. Today was hard, today was the first day I really missed home. I spoke to Joe on the phhone over dinner and could not stop crying. It made me realise just how much I love him. Even though we are so many miles away I think about him so much, I think he is where I want my home to be. And Katie, ah man, how much do I miss our stupid calls to one another (and I am gutted that I couldn't get Kanye and Jay-Z tickets). But it is ok guys, you are both pride of place on my hall desk (yeah I have a hall)
I got a card off my mum today as well. And this may sound stupid, but I suddenly realised that I am not going home, that France isn't uni, I won't be going back and living with my mum like I used to (well maybe for a few months) but this really is the start if my adult life - and I have never had such a scary and sickening thought. WHAT ABOUT MY AMAZING BED!!!!!
Ah well, tonight consists of burger, potato salad and a side salad, the last of the La Posta Malbec (Majestic UK) and Harry Potter (which is how I am spending my nights as of late - this needs to be replaced with revision for my WSET and yet it hasn't been yet...ahh well)
Bon Nuit x
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