We met with our program director today, and had our first 'class'. Celine was helpful and knowledgable, and very nice. She pulled us aside to talk about our prospective apartments - we told her about the one in the 9th, and she advised us that its a good area with a safe métro, and that we should absolutely book it right away (and proceeded to send us out of class early to do so).
So we went back to Delph's. When we came in, we saw there was a cleaner there - something she advised us would be happening earlier in the day, explaining why she wouldn't be hanging around the house. We looked at the apartment listing, contacted the host a bit more, and booked it after calling and emailing our parents to let them know about the money transfers they'd have to ensure happen each month. We then proceeded to check out cell phones and various other things, knowing we only had a little bit of time before meeting our group and Celine for a boat tour of the Seine.
We left and arrived at Pont-Neuf, looked around for our professor, and eventually saw the 3:00 boat pull away leaving us behind. Saw someone waving on the boat, holding up 4 fingers, and decided that perhaps we should hang around the area until 4:00 in case that was Celine.
Luckily, it was Celine! We met everyone after the tour, and Celine gave us two tickets to go on the next tour ourselves. We had a good time, and got to take pictures of many of Paris' monuments and bridges before heading back to Delph's for the remainder of the night.
All downhill from here!
Delph came home, and got very mad. Apparently it is important to NOT be home while the cleaner is. This is something we had no idea about, that she didn't explicitly express. I apologized repeatedly and continued to tell her we wouldn't do it again, but this hasn't seemed to change anything. She told Audrey that we now have to vacuum and clean our room, and has been marching around the house grumpily ever since, not speaking to us at all.
Needless to say we both feel upset and uncomfortable, and very stuck. Only two more weeks...
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