Monday, July 6, 2015

Reflections on the French Exchange--The Homestay and Learning the Language

--Since the moment I first stepped on the plane, I knew that this trip would be highly transformative, but it ended up affecting me in ways I did not expect.  I knew that I would get along well with Gabi and her family, but I did not expect to have super long, hilarious conversation with Gabi in the afternoons and nights about our different lives, jokes and languages.  I did not know that I would end up telling my host family so many things about myself and learning about their ways as well during our dinners with the view of the sun setting over the Seine.  One moment that especially made its mark on my memory was when Gabi's mother presented me with two French novels (one of them was L'Etranger by Camus).  She told me that she thought that I spoke French very well and that she was proud of how far I've come.  She told me that she hopes that I will continue my studies of French and that once I feel read, I can enjoy these two books that had brought her such happiness once she got her own grasp of the French language (Albanian was her first language).  These memories with my host family were what made saying goodbye to Paris so hard. --Jadie


I've absolutely loved this trip to France; it has been an unforgettable experience.  Probablement,  the best individual occurrence was on the fifth day in Paris, vendredi.   I'd gone home with my corres and we were speaking in French, at which time while otherwise unremarkable, I realized that natural French thoughts were flowing to my head.  I was no longer articulating words in French based on ideas in English, but experiencing the world in French.  I'm far from fluent, but that moment and for days afterwards, I was able to experience the true beauty of fluency--thinking and simply existing en français.  Never in my wildest dreams had I thought that I would get a taste of fluency on this trip, but what a sweet taste it was.  I've had an amazing time with my host family, with my friends, and with les français, and this taste of fluency really is the icing on the proverbial cake. --Nick

 The most transformative experience I had on the Poly French trip was when I was driving to my host family's apartment on the night we arrived.  I knew some of what Paris was going to be like before, but when I started driving through the streets, my brain was able to register the beauty of Paris and the fact that it is a place where real people live.  Paris is unlike any city I've seen in the United States because of its combination of ancient architecture and modern and relaxed attitude on the streets.  I was truly struck by the beauty of the city, people, and language of Paris.  --Jesse

My biggest takeaway from this trip has been the difference between the French and American culture.  When I visited Paris 5 years ago, I did the things that tourists did (Notre Dame, Eiffel Tower, Louvre, etc), but at night I came home to a hotel room with a family that spoke English.  My favorite moments from this exchange have come from the time I spent with my correspondante and host family as I merged into their daily life in Paris.  I've that French teenagers are much less busy than those I'm around in America, mostly due to the small amount of team sports.  Where we live and especially at Poly, everyone is always so busy and rarely has much free time.  This is why Kelly and I were shocked at the slower moving French lifestyle and all the time they took to just sit and talk.  When we were together as a group, I often found the French chattering while the Americans (who were just as close friends) sat in silence.  I think that I will leave this trip with a better appreciation for downtime with the people I love--something that happened often at dinner.  Lila's parents are divorced and she switches houses every week, so I got to stay with bother her mom and her dad.  The two households were very different, but they shared long dinners while the family sat and talked.--Melissa

Monday, June 22, 2015

A Perfect Day in Brittany




Today we got to sleep in!  We woke up and were greeted by a delicious breakfast and many kids with smiles on their faces because today we were going to… St. Malo! Before, however, we went to Pointe du Grouin. Many of us walked, as it was just a short distance, while others took the bus. Let us tell you, la Pointe du Grouin is absolutely beautiful! This morning a cool breeze and low fog surrounded the rocks. We snapped a few photos to remember these moments and all climbed on the bus to go to St Malo. 

 




La Pointe de Nick!
St. Malo is a beach town with adorable French restaurants and creperies and a refreshing sea breeze 24/7. When we arrived in St. Malo, La Fête de la Musique, a music festival that is actually occurring across France all this week, was being set up. We were given some time to explore the town and see all it had to offer.  A few of us ate fish or crepes while other munched on les moules (mussels) (all of which is obviously delicious!) and Lem ( J) had the BEST burger of his  life. We had the day  to see the sites the town offered and soak up some sun. We went to the beach, ate nutella waffles, had some of the best ice cream in France, and just relaxed. It was a beautiful day, the sun was out and the wind was blowing. We explored and listened to music. We took artsy photos and just enjoyed one of our last destinations in France. As time flew by, it was time to meet up and go back to the hostel for Christophe’s birthday dinner and celebration. We ate dinner then gave Christophe his gifts. It was a joyous celebration accompanied by Ms. Diederich’s amazing (secret) talent. We are off to enjoy our last night in Cancale. Bonsoir et bisous!--- Shae et Lem

In front of the ramparts in St. Malo

 Today in St. Malo I had a very interesting experience. While walking down the street in search of some water and snacks, I stumbled upon an Indian restaurant called Le Penjab. Craving home food, I decided to walk in and ask if they had a simple chai to bring me back home. When I walked in, I noticed the place was empty, as it was past the peak lunch hours. As soon as I walked in, the owner asked if I was Indian. When I responded with “yes”, he immediately followed up and asked if I spoke Hindi. I responded affirmatively in Hindi, and his face lit up. He told me to have a seat, and food would be out right away. Amazed by this sense of hospitality, I sat at a table and waited a few minutes. Soon after, he came out with steaming bowls of Chicken Tikka Masala and Butter Chicken with naan and chai. I was instantly transported back home. The owner (Raj) told me about how he did not get many customers during March and June, as tourists do not come to St. Malo often. He said it had been quite a while since he had seen an Indian and spoken in Hindi with someone other than his family. After eating the deliciously cooked meal, I asked how much it cost, and he kindly refused my money. Being in France and only speaking French and English, I have not spoken any Hindi on this trip, but it was good to hear another language flow off my tongue, and after a few sentences, I brushed off the rust and was able to converse freely. I am happy to have experienced a piece of my heritage and home in France, a place that I did not expect to have much Indian culture. Sad to leave, but happy to be coming home soon - Mohit




Comment est-ce que ça se mange??

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Passing through the sites on the Bayeux Tapestry--Mont Saint Michel and Dol-de-Bretagne



First of many photos du groupe!



Today we went to one of the most beautiful and known sites in France… Le Mont St. Michel. It was absolutely wondrous. The fact that this astounding monastery was built on a rock surrounded by quicksand amazed us all. We got to see the numerous rooms that the church possessed and the beautiful views that could be seen from every window. We went on a tour around the church and heard Diederich’s infamous words, “Un photo du groupeUne photo du groupe!” again and again J we would “quickly” (depending on your definition of that word) get into group form and have a snapshot to remember the beauty that we were in. After the tour of the abbey, we were given some “temps libre” (or free time). Some of us explored the town and snacked on nutella waffles and crepes while other chose French fries or cookies (which were surprisingly great and highly recommended).

 






About to put Mme. Diederich on the wheel after so many photos!!


Reliving the lives of the monks in the Réfectoire

Warming up in the fireplace in the Salle des Hôtes



 

 

 


In the spectacular cloisters

Finally the last photo!!
Lunch spot from the Middle Ages!!
After temps libre, we set out to find lunch. We stopped in a small town, Le Mont Dol, but were not  able to find a restaurant (much to the group’s dismay because we had just hiked the biggest hill and were very hungry). Luckily, we found an amazing creperie in nearby Dol-de-Bretagne that took us in and fed us. We had galettes (which are savory crepes) followed by a dessert crepe. They were absolutely delicious! We had a bit of free time to explore the town and what an adorable town it was. Later, we left on the bus to go to an oyster farm in Cancale where the market seller shucked the oysters right next to us! I personally do not like oysters but these were not half bad. Afterwards, a few of us took a trail to the next town over and explored its beach. It was quite adorable. We stayed out for a little bit until returning back for dinner. Tomorrow will be another exciting day (and Father’s Day too!)---  Shae

In Dol de Bretagne, the home of Merlin

Add the oyster market in Cancale

Trying the oysters on the port
 

 
At the Port of Cancale 

A sailboat in front of the Port Mer, the neighboring town of Port Picain

Downtime at the hostel

The view from our Hostel Port Picain