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Previous Chapter: It’s not what you know, you know. After finally getting my certificate translated, that left only the Carte de Séjour. I summoned up the energy to have another crack at it. It is a very draining process, and one has to be psyched up for it. I arrived outside at 6.30am and camped out [...] 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 [...] Based on extracts from The Guadeloupe Diaries, 2000-2001 Previous chapter It was the third week into my stay in Gwada, when one Saturday night, Marie went out to some party or other and I stayed at home experimenting making myself a little treat of curried green bananas. I was quite surprised when Marie came back before ten. “Kate, [...] Based on extracts from The Guadeloupe Diaries, 2000-2001 Previous Chapter Mike stayed with us for about a week. Definitely no longer than that, but it seemed like a month. Mike was a man of few words. Understandable when you don’t speak much of the language, I supposed. The following day, I thought I would be friendly and [...] Adapted from The Guadeloupe Diaries, 2000-2001 Previous chapter I woke up properly around seven the following morning. Marie was going over to see her mother over at Prise d’Eau, so I spent the day alone in the flat. During the first week, I spent most of my time getting settled and finding my way around. I discovered [...] |
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