Le Roosevelt Hotel Lyon

... that. Last year at this exact time I had my bags packed in advance and was ready to get the hell out of France.

This time I can’t fathom packing my bags to leave. I know it’s a good seven months down the road but the idea of having to say goodbye to this time in my life and to the family who I have come to love as my own is unfathomable. Julie and I have grown so much closer and I adore that she sees me as a big sister. It was ...

... the UK. When I arrived Lis had cooked me an amazing 3 course french-themed dinner! I was so spolit by her the whole time I stayed, actually. It was so nice to see an old friend and completely relax in her company.

The next day I got up with Lis, who had to go in to university fairly early for classes. I headed to the Musee de Beaux Arts, via some great shops and a stop for a hot chocolate which came in a little jug and was so rich and dark I couldn't finish it! The museum was ...

... it be occasional so I enjoy it more. I am content with my life at home and unlike the last time in France, staying in has no negative affect on my language or social skills. Because with the family I can speak French and they have plenty of friends I love to spend time with anyway.

The last but not least update is in two weekends I am going to St. Tropez to visit the father of Michel, I am SOOSOSOSOSOSOSOS excited!!

Until next time,

Xoxoxo

... am going tomorrow to see 2012 and then next week to see NEW MOON, that’s right!!! And for some MAGICAL reason its released here before the U.S so I get to see EDWARD topless sparkling in the sun before you JELA *****es!!!!! JEALOUS!!! I know you are!! Jenn I know you’re not though, lol J Then I want to see this new movie called Tresor which is about a French couple and the husband buys a dog for his wife for their anniversary and she ...

... I am learning to deal with my problems in a new way. A way I have never done before, that is dealing with it and not letting it affect my happiness or self worth.

The world is still going to turn whether all this goes on and I am still going to wake up and have my life to live tomorrow. As long as I have my family and friends who love me by my side and my health I can be happy with life’s curveballs.

... the Fumierre St. Nizier Eglise stood overpowering my sense before me. This cathedral's larger than life presense overwhelmed me. Inside all the walls were kissed by gold, which shimmered in the light. The long rectangular shape directed your attention right to the pulpit with a large golden ornament of Mary and Jesus. Every arch and corner appealed to the eyes. It was one of the first French churches where the walls were not white but painted in pastel depictions of bible stories ...

... a good day just because there is Hermes involved. In fact it’s the damn Hermes that’s creating the problem. So to simply explain; good or bad I am writing about my days, just don’t be fooled for a second that a bad day equates an unhappy me. I take each day in for what it is and don’t dwell or analyze what happened or why. I am here and I will be here for the next ten months and I will enjoy it all.

Lyon, Rhône-Alpes, France amberbogie

... do so many dishes each day after all. I mean don’t get me wrong I LOVE my family here but ***** am I going to take advantage of my free weekends !!! That’s for Damn sure!

Xoxoxo Until tomorrow!!

Miss you all J

Update- I spent like three hours re ironing the shirts correctly. Also I burnt my wrist. Maybe ill come home with battle woulds and stories to tell! NOW I am off to the pool J

... of the day, minute (on a separate egg-shaped dial for some obscure reason), current zodiac sign, phase of the Moon, year, month, day of the month, day of the week (in Georgian and Roman formats) and the list of Catholic holidays for the year. 4 times a day (at noon, 1pm, 2pm, 3pm and 4pm) the clock plays a little show, which starts with triple crooning of a rooster, followed by an angel popping out of the door behind virgin Mary and a pigeon dropping ...

Finally found an internet cafe here in Lyon, so we're spending the afternoon backdating blogs and replying to emails. Hope to upload some pics in the next few days. Tan and I drove from Port Vendre to Lyon and Franz and Hildegard have continued on back to their home in Trier, where we're spending tonight before heading to Paris on the TGV train.