First impressions of french life

I got to Ambre's dad's house. It's in a suburb of Caen called St. Contest. There was a sign the said Place des canadiens. Her dad told me that there are a lot of streets named after military things, because of all the WWII stuff that happened there.
The house has quite a modern design compared to my parents', but it's about half open concept. One of the walls on the main floor is made up of windows. My room is blue with a sort of gabled window. Looking out, the scenery looks pretty european. The houses are kind of cute and there's this sort of half-decayed stone wall with moss on it in a neighbour's yard...it's pretty charming. The climat is more humid but not as much as I would have thought. When it rains it rains pretty lightly. I thought my skin might feel different, and it doesn't much. My eyes, which are usually dry, feel a bit better, but sometimes feel more tired than usual. I wonder if air pressure is a factor?
We had a late lunch. They brought out some goat cheese hors d'hoeuvres things, bread, olives and other things. It was nice but seemed like a small lunch. Then they brought out some meat, potatoes and carrot things. The meat is served well done, medium or bloody! I was still a bit confused about how french meals worked.
Ambre's mom came over for dinner. I would be spending that night at Ambre's dad's; then 15 days at her mom's, since there was one week left of school before the holidays.