On the way to Chaumont
Chaumont
On Sunday, we caught a train from Blois to nearby Onzain and then walked about 40 minutes to Chaumont. The Château de Chaumont is my idea of where Cinderella would live--big fat spires and a drawbridge. But Cinderella did not live here. Catherine de Medicis and Diane de Poitiers did, however. They're way cooler than Cinderella. That night I took the train back to Aix so that I could go to class the next day. Elizabeth and Allison played hooky and saw a couple more castles on Monday.
Picnic view number 1,259?An update on school:
The university here, or the "fac," has gotten quite extreme with the strike. Students stand outside of every entrance and yell at you if you try to go in. I had one class there on Monday because everyone in that class, including the professor, is foreign, and nobody really understands France's strike culture. I may or may not have another class at the fac today. . . we shall see. Other than my classes at the fac, our program has required us to take at least four classes with the retired professors and doctoral students that they've hired to make sure we get credit for the semester. Through them, I'm taking an art history class, French literature and philosophy of the 18th century, history of religion in France, and social psychology.
We are currently experiencing April showers.
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