Je suis malade

I woke up monday feeling awful: nauseous, sore throat, possible fever.  I went to work anyway, only to find out that 30+ students were out sick that day with the stomach flu.  Awesome.  I don't panic though, it could pass.

Tuesday, still feeling under the weather.  A colleague helps me schedule a doctors appointment for Wednesday.

Wednesday,  I wait more than an hour to see the doctor.  And while I'm impatiently waiting I have snot running down my nose and there isn't a single box of kleenex in the waiting room.  "What kind of doctor doesn't have kleenex in his office?", I ask.  Nick responds, "A socialist one." Great.  The lady next to me asks what time my appointment is for.  I tell her 17h15 and she tells me hers is for 17h30.  The doctor calls her name before mine.  I got up and left.

Thursday,  feeling a little better.  I go back to work and tell the teachers about my unsuccessful doctor's visit.  They help me schedule another.  I'm even more skeptic about this appointment because the secretary told my colleague, who was making the appointment, that they aren't accepting new patients.  He gets me an appointment anyway.  We'll see how it goes.  I talk to the school nurse and even though I feel better and have taken lots of medicine, I still have a fever.

Friday, I didn't sleep very well last night.  I felt nauseous, weak and dizzy all night.  I called in sick to work and text my friends to let them know I can't go on our WWOOF-ing trip.  Which I have been looking forward to for 2 weeks now.  Now I can't wait for that doctor's visit.  Hopefully I won't have to wait long.

On another note, I found ramen noodles at the grocery store.  These things exist everywhere.

Les Gros Mots

So a popular game that I generally play with all of my classes as some point is the game where you write the name of someone famous on a small piece of paper, everyone exchanges papers, and then you stick it to your forehead.  We've all played it, right?


So yesterday I was playing it with one of my middle school classes and a lot of the students liked to cheat and look at their paper then ask me for a new one.  So I decided that if I was going to have to make up more names for them, I was going to make it difficult.


Originally the names that they wrote consisted of: Eva Longoria, Sponge Bob, the guy from Twilight, etc.  The names that I wrote were more like: Queen Elizabeth, Napoleon, Putin.


It's this last name that caused all the problems.  ALL of the kids were laughing uncontrollably and I naturally had no idea as to why. I'm sure most of you are also a little clueless as to why Vladimir Putin would make all of the students crazy, unless you speak French.


Putain (not Putin but whatever) is a curse word in French, or "un gros mot" as they all told me.  But of course, I knew that, just didn't think about it before I wrote the name down. Click here for a definition!


One learning experience after another.

Tangier

Our tour guide even though we repeatedly told him we didn't want a tour.

My dinner photos are awful! But the dinner was soooo good that I absolutely have to show everyone.  I also recommend eating at the restaurant for anyone who goes to Tangiers. 

You know your getting old when you buy a rug.  Nick bought it, not me.  Though I am a little sad that I didn't buy one too.

This store that we went in was way better than any museum and the furniture was amazing!

Detail of the above door.