Tasting French Style of Life in Sleepy Besacon Town for the First Time in my Life

The  6-7  hour  train journey, from Paris to Besancon, thanks to generous  support  from the  fellow passenger and  intellectual Mark had  eliminated  the  fear of boredom of travelling along in a  foreign land , But  did tax my frail  45 KG something  body  and  I  was  craving to  eat something  and to  have a peaceful sleep more than  anthing else!  Thank  God  I  was able to  accomplish my wish  of getting something to  eat and to find a  decent hotel  in the  vicinity of the  railway station to   my full  satisfaction  and  it was the  thought of  passing  out with flying colours  in the  Intensive Language  course in  a  short period of  6 weeks   that  was  the main concern  that  was bothering  me  when going to  bed in a Besancon Hotel