Today was all about class from 9am – 7:30pm with the exception of a quick tea break here and there and an hour lunch. We worked on conditional verbs (all four of them) in our morning grammar sessions and then prepared for our third teacher training session that will happen tomorrow and Thursday. The lesson this time is about listening skills and my topic, thankfully, is theater. Actually I sort of begged for it. There were four pre-assigned topics and the teacher, Gerry was handing them out according to what month our birthdays fell. That was fine with me because the first two didn't appeal to me much but when he got to the theater one there was
Louis birthday in September and technically he should have gotten it. But I, being dramatic and all, did one of "those oh, please, please, please" kind of things and since Louis is a sweetheart had no overwhelming passion for the theater topic Gerry was kind enough to let me have it. I was beyond excited needless to say.I'll talk more about my lesson on Thursday once it's completed, and hopefully successfully. I stopped off at lunch to my favorite new place, a very small French bakery where they have incredible homemade soups and sandwiches at truly reasonable prices. Niamh (pronounced Neve) one of my fellow students and just such a sweet person had the same idea I did and bumped into each other ordering soup. However they hadn’t made soup as yet today so I had to settle for seafood chowder from Kelly’s pub just a few doors down from there while Niamh had the daily soup special. The funny thing is they do take out at Kelly's but th
ey don't have utensils you can take with you so we stopped in at a few places to see if we could find some plastic spoons and it wasn't until our third try that the attendant behind the counter gave us these tiny, tiny little dessert spoons that you might normally see when you ask to taste an ice cream flavor at the gelato shop. Anyway we ate, rather delicately, in the classroom and were at least full from the soup and brown bread to make it through the long afternoon without complaint.My sister had to work tonight so she was off doing all her fun child minding stuff so I met Ellen and Frank outside the Budding Cafe at 8:00pm and they so kindly took me to a wonderful dinner at Ate @ Eight restaurant across from the marina. The food was incredible and they had a live Jazz band playing. Their youngest son, Emmett also joined us so it was very nice to finally meet him and hear all about his and his girlfriends plans to travel Asia next year. I also learned something interesting from Frank that the Bride Mills, which is the building where the Galway Language School is and where I've now spent a considerable amount of time was in fact not build in 1800 but only fixed that year after a fire destroyed the roof of the building. The Bridge Mills was actually Galway's first mill ever and was build in 1558. It's nice to know I'm in a building with such an impressive history.
They brought me home and although it is much later than my normal bed time (sadly 11:00pm) it was well worth it to spend a wonderful evening with friends.
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