My Favorite French Phrase Ever

Hello, blogoshpere!

So we left for Strasbourg on Thursday morning. I had mixed feelings about this move, as I am sure almost everyone on the trip had also. After 2 weeks, we were finally getting comfortable(r) with our host families! From here on out, we don't have any moms to bring water bottles to European Parliaments, or people to drive us to chic bowling alleys.

lets see...what has happened since my last blog...
Highlights:

-Tarte Flambee night! with all the students and their families and more than enough food. miam! (the French equivalent of 'yum!')
(you learn words like miam and how to say "stop! you bug me!", "pony hair salon", and the ever popular "you stole my tiger!" when you have 2 little host sisters. But I loved it.)

-Lunch with my host father's mother (and her companion Eugene) and visiting Mont Sainte Odile all in the same, amazing day. Lunch in the town where my host father, Daniel, grew up, typically Alsacian. We had amazing food (what a surprise) and I had my first taste of champagne! They brought out the good stuff apparently. That is one thing that I have noticed here that kind of surprised me: the amazing hospitable spirit. They really want to welcome you and serve you. At the house we tasted the traditional baeckeoffe (or something like that) and after we headed to the Voges mountains to see Mont Sainte Odile.
Ok, Mont Sainte Odile was my favorite place we went these first two weeks. It was incredible, built on a peak of one of the Voges. There is a fascinating history/legend about the history of this place and of Sainte Odile herself. So fascinating, that I decided to give my presentation on (Mont) Sainte Odile.
She was born blind (and a female to boot). Her father wanted to abandon her but her mother gave her to a servant, who gave her to some sisters in a convent. When she was 12, a bishop came by and baptized her and she regained her sight. And a lot of interesting stuff that followed.

So that is all that I can really write now, but I will leave you with my favorite french phrase ever. It is up to you to figure out what it is :)
"un coupe de footballeur allemange"

Au revoir
Natalie