My host-parents have about fifty goats because they make goat-cheese for a living. They also occasionally sell yogurt and goat milk. A typical day on the farm for them is to 1) milk the goats every morning 2) let them out to roam for the day 3) one of them works in the fromagerie to make cheese while the other takes care of the fields (for food for the goats) and then 4) go search for the goats and the donkey in the evening. Sometimes when I leave for school in the morning I can stop by the goats and my host-dad will give me some fresh goat milk, although Jeanne and I usually like to have hot chocolate with it once in a while. In the US I don't recall ever having goat dairy products but I think it's good.
Today we went on a hike with my host-family's friends and the goats. My second host-family came with Alberto, the Mexican exchange student here. My second host-parents are Éric (I think he's a French teacher) and Véronique. They have a 6-year-old daughter, Louison, and a 14-year-old son, Antoine. I'm going to their family in January when Alberto comes to stay with my current host-family.
When we got to the top, everyone set up the food they had brought. We started eating and spent some time having conversations. I had to leave early because I had plans to go with my friend Rubia to Avignon. I kept telling my host-mom that we had to leave, because he had agreed that I could go, but she was talking to her friends for a long time (it's like this when we try to leave dinner parties) and I decided to go with Jeanne alone back to the house. Jeanne and I basically ran down the mountain and made it back to the house in twenty minutes. I got dressed just in time to meet up with Rubia's host-family in the town. I'm just going to write a separate post for my trip to Avignon, even though this is a short post.
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