La Vie En Rose.
I find the party life of small town university students intruiging and amusing as hell. It's crazy fun - pre drinks at someone's home, and then a huge group streaming through the streets half drunk towards a pub or club of choice, in the middle of the road (because there are almost NO cars at all).
And I love learning French. The language is so immensely beautiful (but crazily complicated). And it's kinda cool living alone - except for having to do the laundry and the washing of pots, it's great.
The view from my floor.
My tiny, messy room.
Food we cooked! Medium rare steak with sauteed and buttered mushrooms and onions with herbes de provence and mashed potatoes! :)And the travelling - I cannot even begin to describe how fantastic it is. Mostly, anyway. It does get tiring and not everything goes the way it's planned sometimes. But the thought of might not being able to do this, to see the world, for the next goodness knows how many years, is really quite sad, and makes me want to treasure this while it lasts. Daylight savings is a little bit of a bitch though, and total darkness at 6pm during winter is not too pleasant. But change is good, and the transition of seasons makes you feel like the world is moving and not at a standstill. Wonder if I'll still say the same thing when winter REALLY hits.
Ancient Greek theatre in Lyon.Ah well. Crazy next 2 weeks - class everyday (12 of them oh word), 5 or 6 project meetings, 5 or maybe 6 presentations and 1 final group project paper due. Oh, and travelling too. Nuts. So much for exchange being slack! Haha.
:11:29 PM: :sugah~plum