In one week, this village will be my new home:
It’s only temporary, though.
The university that employs me has a study-abroad campus in the South of France. I was lucky enough to be selected to teach writing courses there in the fall.
Here are the answers to the Top Five questions I’m asked:
- No, Eddie is not going. He and the kids will join me later in the quarter.
- Because the boys have school and he has work events planned.
- Yes, of course I will miss them. Skype will save us.
- Yes, I’m excited, mainly for the chance to gorge myself on wine and cheese and a variety of other treats for which the Luberon Valley is known.
- No, I don’t speak French fluently. I will be able to carry on conversations with French toddlers based on what I remember from two years of the language in high school. And I can inquire as to the whereabouts of my sunglasses.
Although I’ll still post images of grammar mistakes in the wild, this blog will change focus a bit.
Perhaps a temporary blog title is appropriate.
Perhaps “A Redneck in Provence.”
Observe and report 