I haven't thrown up...yet

So this morning I received an email from the teacher at one of my schools, and he asked that i bring a whole lot of teaching supplies, including math, science, and geography textbooks for 10-13 year olds, children's movies and cds, flash cards, comic books, easy crossword puzzles, etc. I'm like cool. That is really good information to get 4 days before I leave. So I spent the better part of today running around trying to find that stuff. Because I was a social studies and French secondary education major, textbooks for 10-13 year olds are not something I have just laying around. I was able to find a few at the Closet. And I left a message with the jr high principal, but he never called me back. Then I ventured over to Lasalle, which is a little scary for me because I get lost literally every time I am in that town, so I try to avoid going there at all costs. During student teaching, it took me about 3 weeks before I could drive to LP High School without taking the scenic route. So anyways, I went to Lasalle to go to the teacher supply store. I was actually lucky because it's on First Street in Lasalle, which is also the street of the WORST place I've ever worked. So I didn't think getting there would be much of a problem for me, but my mom apparently did think getting there would be problem for me, so she volunteered to drive me. No complaints. I got a lot of pretty good stuff between all the stores I went too, PLUS I got lunch at Steak n Shake. Now I just have to figure out how to fit all these books and stuff in my suitcases. Hmmm...a suitcase full of books should be a lot of fun to carry through two airports, a taxi ride, a train station, a train ride, who knows how far on foot from the train station to where I'm staying the first night in a town about 80 miles south of Bordeaux, back to the train station the next day, another train ride, around Bordeaux the second day, and to wherever I end up staying the second night (and hopefully every night after that, until I find a permanent place to live because I really don't want to be a nomad for more than a night).
Also, Hall High School is in need of a French teacher for next year. Hmm...I am not a super competitive person. My high school spirit was definitely lacking during my 4 years at PHS. But could I really apply at Hall?? I've heard some scary things about that place.