Monday, March 30, 2009

Seafood is Nasty

03 September 2006

Hello everyone!

So I've been doing a ton of walking lately...everyone else seems to have blisters all over their feet, but my feet are tough, so HA! No blisters. They kind of ache though...in Paris you have to walk everywhere. Cheryl, when you come to visit, bring some good walking shoes or boots. Since I bought wireless (on my own credit card, I'll have you know!), other people have been using it. Some of them gave me a pittance, and that was nice. Last night we sat at dinner for like 2 hours, which turned out to be basically a pregaming session...then we hung out outside for awhile. Everyone but a few of us (poor jetlagged folk) went out the night before, so they didn't feel like going out again. (Some people took a walk after we'd hung out for a while, at about midnight, and apparently ended up sleeping in tents that Paris has set up for homeless people....hmmm.)

Today we went to a seafood restaurant for lunch. For an appetizer, Kristin got a seafood platter...it was really gross. She opened her clam, and then it started moving on its own! :O !!!!! Nasty. Lorena got a video of it on her camera. (Kristin didn't try to eat any more of that platter...for some reason, she lost her appetite.) I didn't really like any of my food. Rob got steak and potatoes and I was super jealous. No more seafood for me. Then we went over to Reid Hall and filled out a bunch of forms. Our group has a lot of fun together, we act like we're punchy all the time, it's great. Mme Beaufort told us that some of the groups haven't gotten along, and was glad that ours did. Tomorrow morning I have to get up early to go to Angers, and you know how much I like getting up early. I guess we're taking an intensive French course there (that we get 3 credits for, like a normal class, but 500-level!) and it's going to be like high school. (I'm looking forward to that...I've been watching too many high school animes....)

Anyway, that's all for now, I'll talk to y'all later!

<3 Laura

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