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  La Rosiere, Île-de-France, France
Saturday, January 3, 2009

Saturday

Today I was able to sleep in. Jessica was going to go to work, and had to wake up at 8am, but I could sleep in. Jessica just started work this morning doing housework at a small apartment building, and would work until midday. I got up slowly, and spoke with my parents on msn. It was a pretty slow morning, but it was good to just relax.
Once Jessica had finished work, we ate lunch at her grandmother's house. It was really delicious, as always. I have found here that for lunch and dinner, it is always something different. It definitely makes it interesting.
We walked back to Jessica's house and got ready for skiing. It was a pretty warm day, so I didn't rug up a lot.
Jessica's grandmother drove us to the slopes and we waited at the bottom of the chairlift for Jessica's friend, Lindsay. Once Lindsay arrived, we headed up the lift. We skied down to another lift where we waited for two other friends to join us; Claire and Ismérie. We then headed up the chairlift. As the lift was for four people, Jessica went on first with Ismérie and then I went on with Claire and Lindsay. Claire and Lindsay were both so nice and talkative. They said that they were impressed with my French, which is a huge compliment for me. We talked about learning other languages, skiing and the Australian snow. Claire mentioned that some other exchange students just nodded when they were spoken to.
We skied all afternoon. It was fun as it was a sunny day, and there wasn't a huge amount of people. The ski runs in France don't have names, like in Australia, so when Jessica tells me where we will be going, there is a lot of "and then do here, then over there".
There was one time when we all went up the teleski; Lindsay, then Claire, me, Jess and finally Ismérie. Lindsay was talking to Claire behind her when she got distracted and somehow fell off the teleski. Claire was all ready to pick her up as she went by, but then she too fell off. I narrowly missed them as I continued going up. I then arrive at the top to find that both Jessica and Ismérie had fallen off too. It was hysterical. For me, there was huge satisfaction that I stayed on.
I did have a huge fall today, the biggest fall that I have ever had. I have no idea what happened, but one minute I was skiing super fast down the hill, the next I was lying on the ground; one ski about five metres away, the other about ten metres away uphill and I had no idea where my poles were. I think that must have nicked a rock or something, but it was hard to see as my glasses often fog up underneath my goggles. I think that it's a good indication that I should try to wear my contact lenses more often. I didn't break anything, and the only thing that was seriously bruised was my pride, but I imagine that I'll be waking up pretty sore tomorrow. I fell pretty hard and rolled down the hill. On the upside, nobody caught it on camera so I don't have to re-live that moment!
It was pretty funny on reflection, but I was pretty cold from all the snow that went up my jacket. We finished up pretty soon after that. I returned home and Jessica did homework. She has a heap of homework for the holidays, but hasn't touched it before now.
Dinner and then bed followed in preparation for my last day of the Christmas break tomorrow.

Sunday


Today was the last day that I can have a sleep in as far as I know. Jess and I made the most of this sleep-in, as once we got up we spent most of the morning in our pyjamas. The French eat everything for breakfast; Kit-Kats, brownies, cake. Its been a nice treat. I woke up pretty sore from my fall yesterday, though.
Once we finally decided to get dressed, it was time for lunch. We went to her grandmother's for the last time for lunch. As usual, it was really yummy.
We got ready to go skiing, and met Ismérie at the bottom of the chairlift. We went up the chairlfift together and met Lindsay at the other side. We didn't know where we wanted to go, so we decided to go to Italy. There wasn't a huge amount of people, which was good. I am a bit slower as a skier then the rest, but I don't think that I held them back too much. At one point, when I caught up to the other girls, they were all standing over an area that looked pretty steep. It wasn't a run, either. They asked if I wanted to go with them, and as I didn't know the way to the chairlift by myself, I said yes. Lindsay and Ismerie went down first, and told me to go slowly. It wasn't super steep, but the snow was very deep. That's what made it hard because its difficult to control your speed and turn when the snow is deep. I went down the first part slowly, but gained speed and fell. As the snow was so deep, it didn't hurt at all. I then continued on my way toward the other girls who were waiting for me. I fell on my way there again. Jessica and Lindsay hiked up to help me, and Lindsay told me to follow her. She took me down slowly, and praised me when I had down the next stage. She told me to sit back just a little to help. From there, all three girls gave me advice and made sure that I took the easy way. They made sure that I went slowly, and that I was doing okay. It made me feel really included and like one of their friends, the way that they were looking after me. Once I had finished, the girls cheered for me and told me what a good job I had done. It made me feel really good. We returned to France and didn't ski for too long after that as Jessica still had homework.
Jessica's grandmother picked us up and took us back. On the way home we picked up a special type of cake that we ate when we got back. It was a cake that has an ornament inside, a very tiny ornament. It is a tradition for the first Sunday or the year to eat this cake. The person who has the piece that has the ornament has to wear a paper crown. Unfortunately, I didn't find the ornament, Jessica did. Jessica's grandmother said that Jessica always finds it.
I went to Church that night with Jessica's grandmother. As Jessica had homework she didn't go, and I didn't have to either, but I wanted to. The service was a little difficult for me to understand, but it was okay. I was glad that I went.
Once I returned, we saw some of the photos from Paris. We then ate and went to bed. I felt so tired, and I have no idea why.

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