It's Sunday morning and it's just started raining here in Boissières, but I won't let that get my spirits down! I've already had a really good weekend, so I don't really mind what happens today. Friday was exciting because it was the last day of school. I was sick of classes and was looking forward to getting done so that I could just hang out with my host family and ride my bike before packing up and leaving in two weeks. Halfway through our last hour of class (history), the kids asked the teacher to stop the video we were watching and they presented me with a card and a pretty quill pen. It was really nice of them, and I said thanks to everyone and told them how good of a year I spent with them.
I came home on the bus and hung out in my room, watching Monfils (translation "my son") play in the Roland Garros tennis tournament. Then I heard a few voices, saw what I thought was my friend Benjamin's hand knock on the window, and stuck my head our of the door, where I saw Benjamin, and part of my host family... then the rest of my class! So yes, they threw me a surprise party Friday night, and it was awesome. We hung out and ate and drank (Ricard pastaga) a little bit, played foosball (baby foot), and eventually sat down to eat a couple salads and burgers French-style without the bun. We were 18 in total, and between hanging out in my large room, the backyard, and jumping in the freezing swimming pool, we had a lot of fun. In addition, they gave me even more gifts, which was incredibly nice of them. I got a little bottle of Ricard liqueur, a Ricard bandana, a photo album, a book on Nîmes, and a couple other things that I can't say because I'm going to wear them on the plane home. We hung out for a while, and the last people who weren't sleeping over left at 1:15. All in all it was an excellent night, and it's a pity we hadn't done something like that before to really bond, but whatever. It was good saying goodbye to everyone, as I might seem them a couple more times but not in the same way.
I have to add in the fact that I can't believe I didn't figure out they were throwing me a party. I know something was going on, but after History I thought that that had been it. Which is why they did what they did in History... I saw a guy Paul collecting money Tuesday; Laurence and Marine went grocery shopping when they didn't really need to; Benjamin didn't take the bus home with me like normal; Philippe had gone and bought some "bottles," which were actually bottles of cider; a few guys in my class had gone and bought some alcohol Friday; etc. Looking back on it I should have suspected more, but being surprised was better! For now, ciao!
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