I would say that I’ve been engrained with a healthy sense of punctuality; however, here time seems to pass differently.
To start with the clock and I don’t get along yet. I came to France without a watch because I thought (incorrectly, of course) that my world phone would set itself to the local time once it had tapped into the local network. So I have been forced to use my iPod Touch in lieu of a watch. And instead of constantly checking it to make sure that I am on time, I just seem to go with it, which also seems to be how everyone else around me is dealing with their schedules.
Take yesterday for instance: both my classes were in the Bâtiment CIL. I had no idea where that was. I ended up looking for fifteen minutes before I finally found it by following a little path under a trellis in front of the library. When I finally found the class five minutes later I was twenty minutes late but still ten minutes ahead of most of the other students.
Another thing I am still having trouble with is the time itself. France runs on a sort of military time so that after noon I am forced to subtract twelve from each hour to make sure I have the right time. It shouldn’t be too hard, right? Well, I must be an idiot.
I think I prefer to just ignore time altogether while I’m here. It seems easier and what the French do anyway.
To start with the clock and I don’t get along yet. I came to France without a watch because I thought (incorrectly, of course) that my world phone would set itself to the local time once it had tapped into the local network. So I have been forced to use my iPod Touch in lieu of a watch. And instead of constantly checking it to make sure that I am on time, I just seem to go with it, which also seems to be how everyone else around me is dealing with their schedules.
Take yesterday for instance: both my classes were in the Bâtiment CIL. I had no idea where that was. I ended up looking for fifteen minutes before I finally found it by following a little path under a trellis in front of the library. When I finally found the class five minutes later I was twenty minutes late but still ten minutes ahead of most of the other students.
Another thing I am still having trouble with is the time itself. France runs on a sort of military time so that after noon I am forced to subtract twelve from each hour to make sure I have the right time. It shouldn’t be too hard, right? Well, I must be an idiot.
I think I prefer to just ignore time altogether while I’m here. It seems easier and what the French do anyway.
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