All the Hype

This week is the week before vacation starts! 3 of my classes have ended for me already. Only one 3000 page paper really stands in between me and a train to Marseille.

Here's a update on what's been rocking my world since Sunday. My host family invited me to go to the beach with them the first weekend of June! I feel so loved and included. It should be a very fun time. I am really looking forward to it.

Monday went well. Tori, Elvia and I went out for coffee after our literature class. It was a really good time. As usual, we talked about anything and everything. Note to self: have more outtings with female friends back home. Adult women are sooooo much nicer to you on the whole than adolescent females.

Tuesday was my last theater class, and the professor brought us chocolate to share! Unfortunately, I could only stay to grab a morsel before dashing off to see my guidance counselor. I had the unfortunate duty of adding an exam to my schedule. *SIGH* So goes the way of the world. Trey and I went out to (where else?) Le Welsh that evening... even though we both had a paper to write. We played cards and tried new fantastic beers. As we were leaving, the barman James called to us: "A demain!" ("See you tomorrow!"). Naturally, we were obligated to go back the next night... and this time, out of celebration instead of procrastination.

I finished that dissertation an hour before it was due on Wednesday, skipping all of my morning classes to do so. All was well. i missed nothing but reruns of previous lectures and received no new homework. That evening, Trey and I faithfully trekked back to Le Welsh. It was much crowded than the night before, so we were forced to brave the upstairs room alone. James came up and recommended great beers to us. I'd just like to point out that I have never had a bad drink at this bar. And I have never repeated beverage orders, either (except for vin chaud when it was colder out one time). After we finished those, we stole a table downstairs, closer to the action. James came over and recommended our second round to us, and it was just as we were starting in on our final drinks of the evening that a man with an accordion got up and started playing traditional French tunes. Yeah, it was awesome. As we went up to pay, James asked us our first names! Wow, I'm a regular at a bar. That's a strange concept to grasp. It's a great feeling! I went to bed last night feeling very happy, reading emails I had received from people that I love and miss.

Today has been alright. My last translation class ever! And I had a meeting with Robert over lunch about spring break plans. Lunch was at the Restau U, where you can get a mediocre 3 course meal for 3 euros. It's a pretty good deal. We were joined by a lot of other ERASMUS students. It was a good time. Then me and Robert went to print of receipts and purchase train tickets. The blisters from his terrible sunburn on his face are almost healed. He won't dare forget to put on sunscreen with a dermatologist's daughter around. The afternoon has been spent catching up on blog posts! It's a productive form of procrastination.

Now onto the BIG NEWS: I won't be coming home until July 1st. It's official! I called and changed my ticket date with the airline. I will be WWOOFing instead. This is an international program present in over 50 countries that allows you to learn about sustainable living hands-on. I will get to work on an organic farm in France with free room and board and food. As of this evening, I have narrowed it down to 2 options. More news on that as I make my final decision.

Now, I must get my rest. Tomorrow is a big day: wine tasting all morning and most of the afternoon, then off with Robert to talk about our trip some more and to exchange music!