|View around the bay, Antibes|
Lunch break and I was hijacked by the mature age German students and invited to lunch as apparently my German ancestry gave me away. The conversation was in French so my participation was limited but I smiled and nodded a lot so am convinced they just thought I was exceptionally quiet.
One of my fellow diners finally opened her umbrella and ate under that while I sat with my feet out of the flooded terrace as much as possible. I would have said, “only the English” as all sensible French people were eating inside but as I was with Germans, I can only suspect they’re even madder than us.
|Soldiering on through the rain|
After an hour of torrential rain, the storm moved over and we were able to walk back up the hill to the school where we had to take a test to determine our level.