Grève, grève, grève… that’s been the word of the week, and it will continue to be so until the end of the month at least. Oh joy.
So what does that mean?
grève = strike!
The whole country more or less went on strike this past Tuesday, one of my schools was closed, there were demo’s, funny songs about Sarkozy, chanting, flags, and, oh, serious reductions in trains and transportation!!! This means that there are only about 4 trains a day that run to Montauban, instead of the usual 15 or so. Same thing goes for getting home. Weekends there are even less trains. As you can imagine, this has wreaked havoc on the non-car owning population, such as myself, as I still need to get to school to teach.
Funny thing is, that if it weren’t for the lack of trains and anti-Sarkozy songs, you’d think the French were throwing a street party. On Tuesday the scene in Montauban’s central square involved people hanging out, singing, and eating a lovely lunch of mussels, frites, white wine, and fruit. No striking in snowy, sub-zero temperatures and warming yourself over a garbage drum fire here, mais non!
I have so much more to tell and pictures to post, but I must start lesson planning for tomorrow, sigh…
UPDATE – I just found out that there will be another school grève on Tuesday, here we go again! The train grève is permanent until the end of October at least. Btw, in case you’re not up to date on your world politics, France is striking because Sarkozy (their president) is raising the retirement age from 60 to 62.