nerd blog post #77
I forgot to mention that I saw a movie when I was in Paris. I see about one movie a year in the cinema, and I actually don't think I saw one in 2008. I'm just not really that into sitting quietly in dark rooms for long periods of time with friends that don't want to chat with me. I do like plays, though, but it's the liveness of theatre that makes it an entirely different experience for me. But anyways, sometimes I go, and this time I saw one entitled Slumdog Millionaire. I really liked it. A beautiful story and highly recommended by The Hinckster. I had nightmares for the following two nights, though, since I'm not used to movies and there were some scary bits.
Cynthia got into nine of the eleven medical schools she applied to. To congratulate her, her parents treated her, Merrill and I to a dinner of Dr. C's choice. We went to a really fancy one last night called Leon le cochon, which serves a lot of pig. We had wine and appetizers and main course and desert! It was much fancier than anything I'm used to. I'm not that into eating pig, so I had pigeon salad and duck with potatoes. Pigeon is a delicacy here and it was tasty. I'm thinking about rounding some up at Dundas Square and cooking up a feast upon my return.
After dindins was my birfday party. Top points to Foun who wore a hockey jersey under a Canada shirt. Big ups to Emma the Irish lass who painted a Canadian flag on her face. I sang our national anthem several times in both languages, wore red and white, a necklace from Mrs. Schad that says I (heart) Canada, and several Canadian flags from Loretta, Doc's mom. It was a great party that lasted into the wee hours.
Today I took a couple of classes for Cynthia as she's off to Italy for the week-end. Benito and Cynthia are now dating and are trying to make a Rennes/Milan relationship work. He'll be coming back with her on Monday and staying for nine nights. I'm happy because I love having Benito around. And they seem really happy. And they have a secret code language called "Spanish" that they talk to one another.
Dear young bachelors,
I am really into cooking in 2009. I make Cynthia breakie on our days off. My specialties include (but are not limited to) omelettes, soup, mussels and fries, fancy salads and breakie feasts. I especially like cooking when no one is home. This afternoon I made a carrot and spinach soup and hummus.
Love,
Hinckster
Tonight I'm going to Merrill's for dindins and lefty ovary wine. I'm not sure what the rest of the week-end will hold, but I have some correspondence and prep work that I want to get done. I am now teaching two Master's classes and need to get ready for them.
I hope you are all well. Enjoy the week-end!
Signing off,
Hincks.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Chapter 72: Ode to Canadian Geese-ers
nerd blog post #76
Back in Rennes is okay, but I'm finding it hard to be as excited here as I was last semester. I think I get antsy too quickly and am ready for change faster than some people.. This city is feeling a little small and I'm getting a bit bah-red.
But there are good things. Tuesday Tradition was another success. Tonight I'm going to a party that's welcoming Erasmus students to my university. It has nothing to do with the English dept but a friend invited me and I think it could be fun. Merrill and Cynthia will come, too. Hopefully there will be some nice peeps that want to hang and speak French.
Tomorrow night, Cynthia and Merrill are throwing me an early birthday party! Since my bday falls during our week off, and Cynthia is going to Italy this week-end, tomorrow night is the best time. I was surprised, but am very excited. The theme? Canadian Geese-ers. I like it. Thumbs up, Merrill, for a great theme. Theme parties are my fave. I'd like a theme wedding and funeral. I will wear a ridiculous red and white outfit, sing our anthem with pride (in our two official languages) and talk about hockey. Guests include the other lecteurs, a prof, and a bundle of our fave freens. Drinks will be red and white. I'm pumped.
Tomorrow, a lot of France is going on strike. Peeps love to strike around here. Since none of the profs, administration or students are going to school, I have the day off. And so my week-end will commence. "No, no, we won't go!" etc.
My friend, Jana, was supposed to come from Germany for ten days, arriving tomorrow, but on Monday she wrote and said she can't anymore because her exams have been moved and she needs to study.. This was disappointing news. I'm not sure if I'll be able to see her before the Summer, and I don't know what her plans are then anyways. I really would like to see her while I'm in Europe, since I don't know when the next time will be... And it's already been 6.5 years!
That's all the news here. It's raining today, as it does most days. I haven't seen the sun in over a week! Quite a different Winter than I'm used to.
Hope Canada isn't too cold and that you're all well. Love to you all.
Signing off,
Hincks.
Back in Rennes is okay, but I'm finding it hard to be as excited here as I was last semester. I think I get antsy too quickly and am ready for change faster than some people.. This city is feeling a little small and I'm getting a bit bah-red.
But there are good things. Tuesday Tradition was another success. Tonight I'm going to a party that's welcoming Erasmus students to my university. It has nothing to do with the English dept but a friend invited me and I think it could be fun. Merrill and Cynthia will come, too. Hopefully there will be some nice peeps that want to hang and speak French.
Tomorrow night, Cynthia and Merrill are throwing me an early birthday party! Since my bday falls during our week off, and Cynthia is going to Italy this week-end, tomorrow night is the best time. I was surprised, but am very excited. The theme? Canadian Geese-ers. I like it. Thumbs up, Merrill, for a great theme. Theme parties are my fave. I'd like a theme wedding and funeral. I will wear a ridiculous red and white outfit, sing our anthem with pride (in our two official languages) and talk about hockey. Guests include the other lecteurs, a prof, and a bundle of our fave freens. Drinks will be red and white. I'm pumped.
Tomorrow, a lot of France is going on strike. Peeps love to strike around here. Since none of the profs, administration or students are going to school, I have the day off. And so my week-end will commence. "No, no, we won't go!" etc.
My friend, Jana, was supposed to come from Germany for ten days, arriving tomorrow, but on Monday she wrote and said she can't anymore because her exams have been moved and she needs to study.. This was disappointing news. I'm not sure if I'll be able to see her before the Summer, and I don't know what her plans are then anyways. I really would like to see her while I'm in Europe, since I don't know when the next time will be... And it's already been 6.5 years!
That's all the news here. It's raining today, as it does most days. I haven't seen the sun in over a week! Quite a different Winter than I'm used to.
Hope Canada isn't too cold and that you're all well. Love to you all.
Signing off,
Hincks.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Chapter 71: Queen Hinckster At Last
nerd blog post #76
I'm back from Paris. My bicycle wounds are beginning to heal and as the days went on, I told the story less and less. (It had more of an effect when I wore the ripped tights - otherwise, the previdence was a bit lacking.)
As always, Paris was amazing. Since Raffi and Viktor have school and work, I did a bunch on my own and with them. I like that balance.
Thursday night, the three of us ate at the caf and then went to Raffi's for coffee and dessert. Dessert was a galette des rois that I brought from Rennes. In order to ensure I would be crowned Queen this time, I rigged it in my favour. Being a heterosexist tradition, boys have to pick girls to be queen. Being the only girl, either I would get the bean and be queen automatically, or one of the boys would get the bean and have to pick me! I accepted my bean from King Viktor with modesty and (faux) surprise. What a special evening! Raffi was appointed Court Jester and had to perform clown tricks immediately. Good thing he's been training.
Other highlights of the week-end included a good party Saturday night with dancing. They were playing Britney Spears circa 2004 so I was in heaven.
I found two thrift shops and was delighted to root through deep bins and musty racks of old clothes. It's the only shopping I really love, along with grocery. I got a dress and a shirt. Thrift shops in Paris are not cheap, but are much cheaper than trendy stores. Clothes in France, especially Paris, are very cher. I'm thankful I don't mind wearing the same things for years, otherwise I wouldn't be able to travel much.
I also went to L'Arche and asked them if I could volunteer there when I get to Paris. (I'm moving to Paris in April as I finish here on the 9th.) The lady in charge wasn't there but I got her e-mail addy and will set up an appointment for the next time I'm there. I hope we can work something out.
It was great being there for five nights. It always flies, but more so when the nights are less. Go figure. I won't be back there before my break, which starts February 12th. Until then, I'll keep myself nice and busy here in Rennes.
Hope you all had a good week-end.
With love,
Hincks.
I'm back from Paris. My bicycle wounds are beginning to heal and as the days went on, I told the story less and less. (It had more of an effect when I wore the ripped tights - otherwise, the previdence was a bit lacking.)
As always, Paris was amazing. Since Raffi and Viktor have school and work, I did a bunch on my own and with them. I like that balance.
Thursday night, the three of us ate at the caf and then went to Raffi's for coffee and dessert. Dessert was a galette des rois that I brought from Rennes. In order to ensure I would be crowned Queen this time, I rigged it in my favour. Being a heterosexist tradition, boys have to pick girls to be queen. Being the only girl, either I would get the bean and be queen automatically, or one of the boys would get the bean and have to pick me! I accepted my bean from King Viktor with modesty and (faux) surprise. What a special evening! Raffi was appointed Court Jester and had to perform clown tricks immediately. Good thing he's been training.
Other highlights of the week-end included a good party Saturday night with dancing. They were playing Britney Spears circa 2004 so I was in heaven.
I found two thrift shops and was delighted to root through deep bins and musty racks of old clothes. It's the only shopping I really love, along with grocery. I got a dress and a shirt. Thrift shops in Paris are not cheap, but are much cheaper than trendy stores. Clothes in France, especially Paris, are very cher. I'm thankful I don't mind wearing the same things for years, otherwise I wouldn't be able to travel much.
I also went to L'Arche and asked them if I could volunteer there when I get to Paris. (I'm moving to Paris in April as I finish here on the 9th.) The lady in charge wasn't there but I got her e-mail addy and will set up an appointment for the next time I'm there. I hope we can work something out.
It was great being there for five nights. It always flies, but more so when the nights are less. Go figure. I won't be back there before my break, which starts February 12th. Until then, I'll keep myself nice and busy here in Rennes.
Hope you all had a good week-end.
With love,
Hincks.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Chapter 70: And Now, A Tragedy
nerd blog post #76
The week-end was nice and relaxing. After the long teaching days, it was good to catch up on December e-mails, sleep, and a mountain of laundry. Saturday night was Natalie's party. I was introduced to ants-on-a-log. I'd heard the term, I think, but never actually eaten celery with pb and raisins. After that, Cynthia and I went to Museum again to dance. The music has been disappointing in 2009, so Museum is taking a break for awhile..
Monday was another day off, apart from the two hours of creative writing in the evening. I went to my fave cafe and wrote a letter to my grandparents. That is maybe the solo tradition I missed the most while away. In the evening, Cynthia and I went over to Merrill's for a new tradition: Yoga Mondays. Now. I'm not usually into yoga, but I am into great party trix (are for kids), and that is the main reason I am a member of YM. I promise many a flexible party trick upon my return. The yoga we do is led by a man named Bikram who has with a thick Indian accent. He's teaching a class in LA but we just hear his voice. It's quite entertaining. After that, Merrill made us dindins.
Tuesday began the "week" of work. Classes are all good this semester. I have some students that I already know, and a bundle of new ones. In the evening, Tuesday Tradition continued at Merrill's - always a highlight of the week.
And now,
This afternoon I met with the professor in charge of the new class I'll be teaching. I learned that it's not through the English department, but a sector that teaches English to non-English specialists. This is a group of Master's students who are studying civil service. They will not be working in English, but need this course to get their degree. They are graded on listening comprehension, oral expression and written skills. Being that it starts late, the classes will be 1.5 hours long for 8 weeks, instead of 12. I didn't get much guidance outside of that. I think I'll need to see what level the students are at before I do too much planning. He did, however, tell me about a section on the BBC website on learning English that has free podcasts and quizzes and all sorts of material. That may be useful for other classes as well. Anyways, I'm still a bit confused about what I'm supposed to do, but not too worried about it..
I have the theatre group tonight. I'll be splitting them up into two groups and into partners for scene work. I asked them to e-mail me if they had any preferences, and split them up according to that. I also selected scenes for each group that wants to work in English, and tonight we will read a bunch of them, as well as some in French, to compile the first set of scenes we'll work on.
Tomorrow, I leave for Paris until Tuesday morning. I'm looking forward to it! We're going to a play on Friday night, I have plans to find a thrift shop that apparently exists, and I'm going to L'Arche to see if I can possibly volunteer there in the Spring/Summer. Otherwise, I'll just enjoy the city...
There are a bunch of visitors coming in the next few months and I am very excited about all of them! Next Thursday, though, I have a friend coming for 10 days. Her name is Jana, she's German, and we were friends in Africa. We didn't see each other from 1992 (I think) until 2001, and haven't seen each other since 2002. But we've always been in touch and we have the kind of friendship where we can pick up where we left off.. I am really looking forward to seeing her! The others will be announced latron..
Alright, dear subscribers, I have a class in 2 minutes and should go.. I hope you're all well and that Canada isn't too cold.
Much love,
Hincks.
The week-end was nice and relaxing. After the long teaching days, it was good to catch up on December e-mails, sleep, and a mountain of laundry. Saturday night was Natalie's party. I was introduced to ants-on-a-log. I'd heard the term, I think, but never actually eaten celery with pb and raisins. After that, Cynthia and I went to Museum again to dance. The music has been disappointing in 2009, so Museum is taking a break for awhile..
Monday was another day off, apart from the two hours of creative writing in the evening. I went to my fave cafe and wrote a letter to my grandparents. That is maybe the solo tradition I missed the most while away. In the evening, Cynthia and I went over to Merrill's for a new tradition: Yoga Mondays. Now. I'm not usually into yoga, but I am into great party trix (are for kids), and that is the main reason I am a member of YM. I promise many a flexible party trick upon my return. The yoga we do is led by a man named Bikram who has with a thick Indian accent. He's teaching a class in LA but we just hear his voice. It's quite entertaining. After that, Merrill made us dindins.
Tuesday began the "week" of work. Classes are all good this semester. I have some students that I already know, and a bundle of new ones. In the evening, Tuesday Tradition continued at Merrill's - always a highlight of the week.
And now,
A Tragedy:
More bike drama. Cynthia and I agreed that we would trade her bike every other week until the other one is fixed. This week is my week, which is great. But this morning, I was riding along, and turned a corner, and skidded on black ice. I took a HUGE face plant, my bike on one side of the road and me on the other. My bike light fell off, my bag spilled, my hand and knee were bleeding, my tights were ripped, I was very sad, it was dark, several cars screeched to a halt. AND NO ONE ASKED IF I WAS OKAY!!! I got my act together, got back on the bike (which, by the way, is fine) and limp-rode to school. I told my students my tragic tale in a detailed and dramatic way, I showed them the evidence of my multiple injuries, I explained how not ONE person opened their car door or stopped on the sidewalk to see if I was alright.. And their response? "C'est la France!" They said that unless there was a single guy to play prince or I was bleeding from the head and not moving, it's my own business. I accept the cultural difference, but I still have a hole in my tights.The End.
This afternoon I met with the professor in charge of the new class I'll be teaching. I learned that it's not through the English department, but a sector that teaches English to non-English specialists. This is a group of Master's students who are studying civil service. They will not be working in English, but need this course to get their degree. They are graded on listening comprehension, oral expression and written skills. Being that it starts late, the classes will be 1.5 hours long for 8 weeks, instead of 12. I didn't get much guidance outside of that. I think I'll need to see what level the students are at before I do too much planning. He did, however, tell me about a section on the BBC website on learning English that has free podcasts and quizzes and all sorts of material. That may be useful for other classes as well. Anyways, I'm still a bit confused about what I'm supposed to do, but not too worried about it..
I have the theatre group tonight. I'll be splitting them up into two groups and into partners for scene work. I asked them to e-mail me if they had any preferences, and split them up according to that. I also selected scenes for each group that wants to work in English, and tonight we will read a bunch of them, as well as some in French, to compile the first set of scenes we'll work on.
Tomorrow, I leave for Paris until Tuesday morning. I'm looking forward to it! We're going to a play on Friday night, I have plans to find a thrift shop that apparently exists, and I'm going to L'Arche to see if I can possibly volunteer there in the Spring/Summer. Otherwise, I'll just enjoy the city...
There are a bunch of visitors coming in the next few months and I am very excited about all of them! Next Thursday, though, I have a friend coming for 10 days. Her name is Jana, she's German, and we were friends in Africa. We didn't see each other from 1992 (I think) until 2001, and haven't seen each other since 2002. But we've always been in touch and we have the kind of friendship where we can pick up where we left off.. I am really looking forward to seeing her! The others will be announced latron..
Alright, dear subscribers, I have a class in 2 minutes and should go.. I hope you're all well and that Canada isn't too cold.
Much love,
Hincks.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
FOTO ESSAY 5 OF 5
And finally, Amsterdam, reunited with the Doctor. Oh, and two from the last night in Paris with Viktor and Raffiki. Enjoy!
Enjoy the week-end!
Love,
Hincks.
A Foto Essay
By Emily Hyland Hincks
A frozen canal. (This will be a trend, btw.)
Canal + birds.
Be careful, duckies!
Skating ducks.
The most photographed spot in Amdam. (I couldn't resist.)
The Rijksmuseum and a daytime moon.
Waiting for a boat to pass under a raised bridge.
Doctor's mod-ren digs.
Steve's last night.
Free lollypops!
The very end.
By Emily Hyland Hincks
A frozen canal. (This will be a trend, btw.)
Canal + birds.
Be careful, duckies!
Skating ducks.
The most photographed spot in Amdam. (I couldn't resist.)
The Rijksmuseum and a daytime moon.
Waiting for a boat to pass under a raised bridge.
Doctor's mod-ren digs.
Steve's last night.
Free lollypops!The very end.
Enjoy the week-end!
Love,
Hincks.
FOTO ESSAY 4 OF 5
Steve and I in Barcelona and then Ibiza.
A Foto Essay
By Emily Hyland Hincks
One of Gaudi's architectural designs.
The unfinished cathedral of the Sacred Family.
One of the many carvings on the front of the church.
Gaudi's Guella Park #1.
#2.
#3.
The fountain spectacle we saw.
And from higher up!
Ibiza from our hotel beach.
On a walk we took. I like these trees because they look African.
A Canadian coffee shop that was only Canadian by name.
Tha beach.
A house.
Sunset.
A treat at our favourite cafe.
Fishermen.
Three Wise Men parade.
Steve's candy corn treat on the last night.
My barbe de papa treat!
The End.
One more!
By Emily Hyland Hincks
One of Gaudi's architectural designs.
The unfinished cathedral of the Sacred Family.
One of the many carvings on the front of the church.
Gaudi's Guella Park #1.
#2.
#3.
The fountain spectacle we saw.
And from higher up!
Ibiza from our hotel beach.
On a walk we took. I like these trees because they look African.
A Canadian coffee shop that was only Canadian by name.
Tha beach.
A house.
Sunset.
A treat at our favourite cafe.
Fishermen.
Three Wise Men parade.
Steve's candy corn treat on the last night.
My barbe de papa treat!The End.
One more!
Love,
Hincks.
Hincks.
FOTO ESSAY 3 OF 5
Here we go. This is Paris, Rennes, Saint-Malo and Paris again. December 26-31st. Doctor left on the 28th. Enjoy!
Love,
Hincks.
A Foto Essay
By Emily Hyland Hincks
L'Arc de Triomphe on Steve's first day.
Four sites in one foto. (Taken by SLS.)
This is my (trendy) new hat.
Basking.
An adventure walk in Rennes.
Birds on the adventure walk.
The Rennes fair #1.
The Rennes fair #2.
Dancing in a cave.
Steve is strong in Saint-Malo.
Dindins.
How Steve avoids chatting.
Saint-Malo - steps from where we stayed.
Centre Pompidou in Paris.
The Parisian collision of worlds. Talia and Alex at a cafe.
Michael (Steve's bro) and his French gf.
New Year's on the Champs d'Elysees.
Midnight.
New Year's crew featuring frousin Claire and the clowns.
The End.
Stay tuned!
By Emily Hyland Hincks
L'Arc de Triomphe on Steve's first day.
Four sites in one foto. (Taken by SLS.)
This is my (trendy) new hat.
Basking.
An adventure walk in Rennes.
Birds on the adventure walk.
The Rennes fair #1.
The Rennes fair #2.
Dancing in a cave.
Steve is strong in Saint-Malo.
Dindins.
How Steve avoids chatting.
Saint-Malo - steps from where we stayed.
Centre Pompidou in Paris.
The Parisian collision of worlds. Talia and Alex at a cafe.
Michael (Steve's bro) and his French gf.
New Year's on the Champs d'Elysees.
Midnight.
New Year's crew featuring frousin Claire and the clowns.The End.
Stay tuned!
Love,
Hincks.
Chapter 69: Easter Bonnets
nerd blog post #74
I interrupt the foto essay to give you a quick update on what's going on here in Rennes. Foto essays take longer to create than nerd blog posts, and I will continue the last three later today or tomorrow.
The work week went well. More courses have been added, making Tuesday through Thursday very long days. On Wednesdays, because of the theatre group in the evening, I'll be at school from 8am until 10pm. This feels extremely long. At Queen's, my days were often longer than that - classes, work at the P&CC, library time, rehearsal, bar. So this isn't so bad.
The theatre group went well. We decided that we're going to work towards performing a series of scenes for an audience at the end of the term. We'll somehow link them together or have transitions in between so there's a nice flow. I think this is the best idea given the level of the group and the fact that we're only meeting once a week.
After that, Cynthia, roomie Alexandre, his friend and I did a French tradition called La Galette des Rois. This happens in the month of January, and celebrates the coming of the Three Wise Men. They celebrate by eating a delicious cake that is sort of a cheese cake meets puffy pastry. Way back when, a bean was hidden in the cake. Now, it's not a bean (though they still call it that), but a little toy. Usually, the toy is a part of a nativity scene, and people like to collect all the parts. So, if your slice of cake has the bean in it, you are crowned king or queen, and get to pick a partner. The cake comes with crowns. It's a very old, very delicious tradition. I was not the queen, nor was I chosen as someone's queen. This reminded me of the time I didn't win the Easter Bonnet competition in grade 1. I lost to Carly Oakes, and her mom helped her make hers!! I did mine by myself... Robbed.
Thursday evening was one of the best nights I've had in Rennes. Foun and Lucie invited Merrill, Cynthia and I over for dinner. Lucie's family lives on a farm in Normandy and they cooked all sorts of fresh veggies from there. They made apple pie. After that, we ventured to O'Connell's, where we've moved the student night from Monday to Thursday. There were many students there, and it was a really great time. From there, we (along with some students) went to Caveau, which is this really small, underground (literally) night bar with good dancing and a nice crowd. Everyone had a good time. My classes are full of freens.
Yesterday, I was happy to sleep in and take the day slowly. I cleaned my room and uploaded fotos and ate a spinach omelette a la SR. In the evening, Cynthia and I decided to go dancing at Museum, after we both took a nap. We planned to get up at 10pm to get ready, but both slept until midnight! I rose to the challenge of a rally back, and by 2am, we'd left to catch the last hour of dancing at one of our favourite spots.
Today, Cynthia and I are going to the market and I plan on catching up on some e-mees. Tonight, Natalie and her husband are throwing a party, so we'll head over there. Merrill is in Antwerp this week-end.
That's it for now. I will continue with the fotos. Commenting has been on the decline in 2009. Though I mention it less, do not forget about the Babe Ruth treat upon my return! The race is still on, folks.
Enjoy your week-end and much love.
Signing off,
Hincks.
I interrupt the foto essay to give you a quick update on what's going on here in Rennes. Foto essays take longer to create than nerd blog posts, and I will continue the last three later today or tomorrow.
The work week went well. More courses have been added, making Tuesday through Thursday very long days. On Wednesdays, because of the theatre group in the evening, I'll be at school from 8am until 10pm. This feels extremely long. At Queen's, my days were often longer than that - classes, work at the P&CC, library time, rehearsal, bar. So this isn't so bad.
The theatre group went well. We decided that we're going to work towards performing a series of scenes for an audience at the end of the term. We'll somehow link them together or have transitions in between so there's a nice flow. I think this is the best idea given the level of the group and the fact that we're only meeting once a week.
After that, Cynthia, roomie Alexandre, his friend and I did a French tradition called La Galette des Rois. This happens in the month of January, and celebrates the coming of the Three Wise Men. They celebrate by eating a delicious cake that is sort of a cheese cake meets puffy pastry. Way back when, a bean was hidden in the cake. Now, it's not a bean (though they still call it that), but a little toy. Usually, the toy is a part of a nativity scene, and people like to collect all the parts. So, if your slice of cake has the bean in it, you are crowned king or queen, and get to pick a partner. The cake comes with crowns. It's a very old, very delicious tradition. I was not the queen, nor was I chosen as someone's queen. This reminded me of the time I didn't win the Easter Bonnet competition in grade 1. I lost to Carly Oakes, and her mom helped her make hers!! I did mine by myself... Robbed.
Thursday evening was one of the best nights I've had in Rennes. Foun and Lucie invited Merrill, Cynthia and I over for dinner. Lucie's family lives on a farm in Normandy and they cooked all sorts of fresh veggies from there. They made apple pie. After that, we ventured to O'Connell's, where we've moved the student night from Monday to Thursday. There were many students there, and it was a really great time. From there, we (along with some students) went to Caveau, which is this really small, underground (literally) night bar with good dancing and a nice crowd. Everyone had a good time. My classes are full of freens.
Yesterday, I was happy to sleep in and take the day slowly. I cleaned my room and uploaded fotos and ate a spinach omelette a la SR. In the evening, Cynthia and I decided to go dancing at Museum, after we both took a nap. We planned to get up at 10pm to get ready, but both slept until midnight! I rose to the challenge of a rally back, and by 2am, we'd left to catch the last hour of dancing at one of our favourite spots.
Today, Cynthia and I are going to the market and I plan on catching up on some e-mees. Tonight, Natalie and her husband are throwing a party, so we'll head over there. Merrill is in Antwerp this week-end.
That's it for now. I will continue with the fotos. Commenting has been on the decline in 2009. Though I mention it less, do not forget about the Babe Ruth treat upon my return! The race is still on, folks.
Enjoy your week-end and much love.
Signing off,
Hincks.
Friday, January 16, 2009
FOTO ESSAY 2 OF 5
This next one is Christmas. A shorter one. Still with the Doctor, now in Paris. Joined by Raffi and other clowns.
Christmas prom pic #2.
Christmas prom pic #3.
Christmas dins. (Clown Nicole, Doctor, bear, Raffi, Hinckster and CN's bf.)
Notre Dame's giant Christmas tree.
The End.
Stay tuned!
Love,
Hincks.
A Foto Essay
By Emily Hyland Hincks
Yes, young bachelors, I sew initialed stockings.
Christmas prom pic #1.
By Emily Hyland Hincks
Yes, young bachelors, I sew initialed stockings.
Christmas prom pic #1.
Christmas prom pic #2.
Christmas prom pic #3.
Christmas dins. (Clown Nicole, Doctor, bear, Raffi, Hinckster and CN's bf.)
Notre Dame's giant Christmas tree.The End.
Stay tuned!
Love,
Hincks.
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