In Strasbourg there was not too much to do. I was together with a Belarussian guy, who was speaking only Russian, so all I found out about him was his name. We were watching only the turned off TV, and carrying up Esprit a Corps (wine) from the basement to the customers.
After two days in Strasbourg I had another interview in German language, then later that day I’ve got my TGV ticket and travelled to Paris. These TGVs are damn fast…
The caporal-chef showed me, with the help of his hands and feet, how can I get there. His effort was well payed when I arrived to this Stargate look-alike thing.
All my stuff was locked in a little envelope and I gave them to the guard. He took me inside and told me to sit down in the waiting room. The little room was full of all kind of people, from Afghanistan to Ireland, from Finland to South-Africa. Of all the volunteers who arrived that day it was just me who made it through the whole the selection (Don’t ask me why!).
After a half an hour of waiting, a caporal called us inside and showed us the good old traction bar. I made 13 pull-ups once again. Then i filled a few questionnaires and got my new suits. Then I could go to the Foyer, where we spent most of our times meanwhile the selection, playing cards, watching TV or doing sports. In Fort du Nogent we passed the Luc-Leger running test and a a few medical tests too. Many of the guys were sent home from here. Those who passed the minimum requirements were sent to Aubagne every Tuesday an Thursday to the final part of the selection.