First Day of Class

 Although I would have gladly spent time in Paris for no reason at all, I did actually have a purpose to being there a whole month. I had registered to take a class so I could be certified as a TEFL teacher. And why *not* go to Paris to do it? Right?  The class was 4 weeks long, and that first Monday felt a little overwhelming. For the first time in several years, I had homework.

 

 

I didn't go far on my walk that day - instead I explored the few blocks surrounding the apartment complex where I was staying. Just behind it was the local cemetery, which was organized into streets and alleys in miniature scale, and full of interesting graves and mausoleums of all ages. It was a very peaceful place to enjoy the sunshine.