Since I last wrote, I've done the following things:
- Celebrated Halloween with a bunch of assistants, which included my first foray into Reunion nightlife! Clubs in St. Pierre are pretty nice. In St. Denis, my town, not so much. More on that in a second. But between the bobbing for apples and other fun Halloween festivities, I spent an evening amongst NASA employees, cardboard sharks and an 18th-century reincarnated zombie male prostitute.
... We assistants are nothing if not creative.
- Helped out with a mock election at school! Lycee Bellepierre Barack'd the vote on election day; Obama ended up getting 370ish votes and Romney got 20. All of the kids (and the teachers!) threw on their American ensembles and spent the morning playing various country songs and square dancing around the room. I also discovered that my kids love the song Black Betty, which got stuck in my head nonstop for the three days that followed.
- Been offered marijuana a grand total of 14 times. I exaggerate not. The kids love to try to get me to smoke weed with them, for some reason, particularly the group of boys that ran away from me a couple of weeks ago. One of them even taught me his secret weed handshake. In involves a rather violent head butt. If he weren't so good at English, I would be worried about what this combination of cranium bashing and mary jane is doing to his brain cells. This problem, of course, became about 400 times worse after they discovered that Washington and Colorado just legalized it. "Just pretend you're at home, Bridget!" they say. I won't break, children! I won't give in!!!