Classes

So I am now sitting in the computer lab at school, waiting for my french class to begin. This morning I woke up early to travel to class (which wasn't all that bad), and had Managerial Accounting and Writing this morning. My managerial accounting teacher seems to be pretty cool, and we even got him to move class back a half hour so instead of starting at 8:30 we will now start at 9. I'll do anything to get a few extra minutes of shut eye. After a somewhat disorganized introduction to the school, the teachers suprisingly seem to have their stuff together, and I think that classes won't be too bad.

This past weekend was pretty fun, we had that long tour on Saturday, and yesterday we visited the market in my commune of Jette. They had tons of vendors filling the streets selling clothing, foods, flowers, and some other items. We bought a delicious loaf of bread from the bakery, had a drink with Iria at her favorite pub, and picked up some fruits and vegetables. So far it seems as though Belgians do not eat too many fruits, so the bananas and grapes we bought really hit the spot. Fending for ourselves on the weekend is kind of a pain in that ass, because food here is very expensive, and you can't buy anything in bulk, rather, you have to buy small packages of things that always seem to run out. Oh well, we managed off of bread, cheese, and water and juice.

Last night we went to an American Sports Bar called Fat Boys to watch the football games. It is sad to say but it made me realize how loud Americans are...whoops.