After spending the night in Paris all that was left of the long trek was a shortplane trip to a lovely little town on the French coastline called Biarritz.
Waiting at the airport to scoop Emma and I up were the coach and head trainer who took us to our accommodation.
Allowed two days off before I would commence my first training session with the team, Emma and I took the time to have a look around town and get used to driving on the other side of the road!
The one thing I was suprised about was to play in the French competition, you have to complete a number of tests. So mixed in between the training sessions and meetings over my first week I had to get a blood test, MRI scan on my neck, an ultra sound on my heart and a fitness test on a bike. While I was doing thefitness test I was hooked up to machine which took note of my heart rate and breathing pattern.
The team played away this weekend, we travelled by bus to Toulouse which was 3 and a bit hours away however I was only a spectator.
It was a close game for 60 minutes with both sides holding their own in defensive. While both sides struggled to hold the ball, the games only points looked like coming off the boot.
Toulouse blew the game open late in the second half with some handy drop goals and a try in the dying minutes. Score 23 - 3 (Toulouse).
Me at the Arc de Triomphe, Paris

Hooked up to a machine doing my fitness test
I'll be back next week with more on my French adventures!
Hey guys
Well I have now touched down in France and will be reporting back to the Gold Coast here in my weekly blog. I'll be keeping you up to date with how things are going over here, so make sure you check it out.
Speak soon!
KH