Huzzah, it’s Thanksgiving. Absolutely nothing Thanksgiving-like is going on here, and no one really knows it’s happening but the English teachers, which is kind of nice. Hearing Happy Thanksgiving here is more personal, like someone remembering your birthday or something.
Right now someone is out in the technical closet doing completely mysterious maintenance work. In fact, all of the maintenance work here is mysterious. And noisy.
Yesterday I bought my train ticket to London. Xmas plans are still kind of confusing but starting to take some shape.
Also, I got my carte de sejour today, and it’s all pretty and laminated.