Back to the Grind

So returning to classes after such an awesome trip was kind of a drag. But then again, French grammar is always a drag, right? At one point on Tuesday, I was confronted with a massive amount of sleepiness, struggling so hard to stay awake during class. After a couple cups of coffee, I was better just in time for literature class, which again was more interesting than I expected. We read an interesting story that had striking similarities to the story of Adam and Eve - a cool correlation.
Tuesday night we went out for a bit to watch the fireworks from St. Cyr (across the river from Tours) at the guingette (a bar hang-out on the banks of the Loire with music and dancing). A pretty tame night - but I met a good deal of students from Michigan State (the other main university that sent students to the Institute from the U.S.), most of which were cool but some of which were just downright annoying. On the whole, not bad, though.
So my host brothers both took off for Scotland for two weeks with the Boy Scouts, so I won't be seeing them until July 29. So that left me with the two parents, which was fine but slightly less interesting, for dinner. But they won me over with some of the best canteloupe I've ever had. Yummm.