This is one of the thatched cottages that St. Fagans is famous for - incredibly charming.
Maya and I had some fun pretending to box in an ancient cock-fighting pit.
Autumn... from first hearing that I'd be doing my exchange, I have been continuously warned about the miserable cold, wet weather that I'd be encountering. Well, I've been incredibly lucky, it's really been lovely with very little rain - although I believe that my luck has run out, the rain began today. Anyway, on Sunday the weather was perfect. Cool, crisp, fires burning in the old hearths of the cottages, leaves turning red and gold... it made me realize just how much I miss this season, so I loved it.
Life has been hectic. Work is a challenge with so much to do, so many new systems to learn. Open Night is tomorrow, with parents signing up for 5-minute conferences. So far, out of 29 students, only 6 parents have signed up to speak with me. This should be interesting. I'm a little nervous - it's all so new and different. This week the entire school is celebrating Word Wise Week, so all of our regular scheduling is dropped, which I must admit, I'm enjoying. Everything is centering around literacy and I love that. We've had two storytellers visit and tomorrow we walk to the library a few blocks away.
I'm in the midst of preparations for my half-term break trip. I'm meeting Jean-Luc in Prague for a few days, then going on to Krakow. Expect photos!
Off to bed, I'm exhausted. Missing everyone at home (yes, the homesickness is rearing its ugly little head a bit...)