Sunday, February 12, 2012

Recovering, Room mates and Proper Sunday Roasts

So I didn't do much this week, besides try to sleep, takes ridiculous amounts of penicillin (8 pills a day!  And I still have to take it for the next three days), read my Kindle and work on organizing my PMA (Post Module Assignment) for the module I took the week before.  The week flew by, but my discomfort did not, though I did notice an improvement in my symptoms by Tuesday (and I kept trying to tell myself happy thoughts that I wasn't as sick as I actually was- usually works, didn't work this time), the pain in my throat didn't fully go away until Friday morning (I was also taking a generous amount of Excedrin from the big bottle I brought from home).  By then, my sleep schedule had gotten all sorts of messed up, since I was trying to sleep for 1-2 hours each night, and not sleeping the best, I am sure, even once I got to sleep.  I was exhausted every day, though I still tried to keep myself busy, reading and getting ready for a new room mate to move into the second bedroom of the flat.
My new room mate, who officially moved in on Friday evening, is Aurelie!  (best way I can translate the pronunciation is Oh-really, but put a fancy French twist on the "r").  She's hilarious, and despite my best attempts to deter her (being sick, being American and her being French/Swiss, etc), we got along great.  We met for the first time the Saturday before I went to the GP (so I was feeling good and awful) and yet we managed to talk for a good three hours.  The following Tuesday, after beginning my medicine, and starting to feel a bit better, she came over to the flat, and we cooked dinner together and discussed the layout of the living room.  We got her all moved in Friday night from the Leamington Spa area (a town about 4 miles up the road) and we have enjoyed a nice weekend together.  She cooks, she cleans, she's teaching me French.  I can't complain.  She even went for a run with Diresh (the guy from Singapore who lives across the hall) and me around Kenilworth tonight.  I think we will get along just fine.  :)

Today, I also finally went back to church.  A lovely couple, Jon and Anne, invited me over to their house for a proper Sunday roast which was DELICIOUS.  We had roast chicken, with potatoes, cabbage, carrots, and parsnips, all topped with gravy.  Jon teaches German and French at the University of Warwick, and Anne is a retired primary school teacher.  They have the cutest little home just about a 10 minute walk from church.  For desert, Anne had made a apple pie with apples they grew right in their back yard (garden).  I enjoyed very much chatting with them about all sorts of things- politics, cultural differences, the solar panels they have on their house and the UK feed-in-tariffs.  We got out an atlas and I showed them where I was from back home, and Jon showed me all of the places that they had traveled around Europe, in the northern parts and such.

Overall, a good week, but I am looking forward to getting back to campus tomorrow and getting back to work.  I am feeling better, though still a little tired, so I am not going to push it too hard the next few days, but I've got to get back to cycling to campus.
Post again soon!


  1. How cool! I'm glad you're feeling better and have a cool new roommate (Bonjour, Aurelie!). Enjoy learning French. I miss actively speaking it. I've forgotten most of it. You'll have to refresh me ;)

    That's cool you got to have a real English Sunday Dinner.

    Hope this week is fantastic for you <3

    1. Hey Meghan! Thanks a bunch! It's good to get back to my routine. "Je suis contente" (I am happy) is the main thing I learned this weekend, along with "Je m'appelle Courtney" (my name is Courtney). Miss you lots. <3

    2. My most used phrase was "Je suis trés fatigué" aka I am very tired lol. Miss you too!!!! <3