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Previous chapter: Exploring the local flora and fauna. School started again and I still did not have my degree certificate translated, or my carte de séjour. This was becoming a joke, and not a very funny one at that. I telephoned Mme Erivan at the Chamber of Commerce. I had left a photocopy of said certificate with [...] Previous chapter. Having regained my composure sufficiently from my failed attempt to get my paperwork done, I tried again to get my carte de séjour done during the Toussaint holidays. I found the office straight away thanks to Mrs Straw Hat. Trouble was, I ended up waiting for three hours and then it closed for lunch. [...] Previous chapter The next day, I went to the sous-préfecture, which, conveniently, was closed due to refurbishment. The police station was located next door, and that seemed a logical place to go and ask for directions. The officer on desk duty was a Métro. He looked about eighteen, and severely hung-over. A few minutes later, I [...] Previous chapter My role at the Lycée was somewhat fluid at best and took me most of the first month to figure out what I was actually doing there. For a start, at no point was I ever given a timetable. I eventually figured that as long as I put in a cameo appearance in the [...] |
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