
The other end of the salle des profs. You can see some of the mailboxes--they line the other wall, too.

The Salle des Profs--teachers' lounge. This is where I've spent most of my time so far. I try to just sit here and see if I can understand people's conversations--usually I can't. In fact, right now I'm sitting at that computer typing this!

The kitchen in the Salles des Professeurs. Over the weekend, this is all I have (the rest of the time I can eat for a steal in the school cafeteria). I have a fridge, microwave, coffeepot, and thingy to boil water. I also have a hot plate in my room, but I'm kind of scared to use it because I was frantically warned that it could set off the fire alarm if I'm not careful. They said I would have to open a window to use it, which in my opinion defeats the purpose--it's freezing outside!

Look! I have my very own mailbox!

I wanted to make sure that you could all read my name! Super-chouette!!! By the way, if someone here asks for your name they NEVER mean your first name. Also, I usually have to spell out Megan and sometimes Murphy--not French at all, my name.
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