Novotel Lyon Part Dieu

For those of you do enjoy reading my blog sorry that it has been so long. I haven't been able to bring myself to my computer to write. I can’t explain if it was because of me not having anything to say, being more preoccupied with personal issues that have been going on back home or if its because I have been enjoying my life in the real world and choosing it over the computer. For whatever reason I was unable to find ...

... gelaterie. Lovely Lis could tell me what all the flavours I didn't know were, so that was handy!

After that we did some window shopping, visited a few other nice streets in Lyon and ate gorgeous little cakes at a posh chocolate shop. Yum! I had a rum soaked custard sponge tart topped with a raspberry and a square of devine chocolate gateaux topped with a chocolate coated almond. The lady bought over the whole silver platter filled with different tiny cakes and I selected ...

... me “Sorry were so boring” and I would always laugh, but I would think to myself there is nothing boring about your life, its great because your happy. I am not sure if my aunt has always been as wise as she is but I am glad to have her in my life. She has taught me more than she can realize about life and happiness by simply inviting me into her life. Its not the chicken and asparagus dinners that made her life great it was the appreciation ...

... s difficult to do in a different language. I have trouble remembering how to say hang your coat in the closet; I am not able to say "I SWEAR JULIE IF YOU DON’T STOP RIGHT NOW, YOU ARE NOT GOING TO LIKE THE CONSEQUENCES!!!" So I just use the crazy face for now.

Anyway after talking about Julie for almost an hour we finally got into the issues we really needed to discuss; ME. I knew how Virginie felt and how Michel felt through ...

... weight loss last year I took advantage of being skinny and stopped working out. But France won’t let me keep doing that, so sneakers are back out and my food limitations are stricter all thanks to FRANCE.

This stomach issue has forced me to be completely lactose free, which is ridiculous in France I know. I don’t eat cheese, milk, yogurt or dairy of any kind at all, ever. If I ...

... A group of us including Terry headed towards the row of restaurants making Angela's suggested longer lunch unnecessary since with the professor with us it made no difference. Just shy of 2 hours later we finished lunch and met back up with the rest of the class.

On the list of sites after lunch was another more modern part of the city as well as the opera and another project of Terry's. The opera was quite large and included the original building in ...

... 5. I am almost 21 and I can’t run away from my responsibilities even if it’s as simple as eating an 8 year olds potatoes. So instead I must stand there and face my reality.

Most of you who know me know two things about me: I can be a real ****ing ***** when I need to be, but also when I am the inferior I submit like a wolf to its pack leader. V is my superior. She is my friend, but before that she is my boss ...

... docked on the right side on the river. I walked pass the jogging trail and back over another bridge the was suspended by huge metal wires and only for pedestrians J better that way. I decided to make my way back home seeing as I knew if I stayed it would result in credit card debt. I got on to the crowded and smelly metro and got back to the bus stop where I successfully snuck on the bus without paying because I didn’t have small ...

... to become a language teacher
- Sampled some confectionery that translated into English is called 'Pillows of Lyon'
- Dined on Ratatouille

Wednesday
- Went swimming with my school friends in a pool alongside the Rhone where men are only allowed to wear speedos or tight boxers (no boardies), for hygiene supposedly, your bags get searched when you go in, there are male staff (security?) in the female changerooms, and you must ...

... on the streets enjoying their city and their culture. It was truly a magical experience. Saturday, Molly (my best friend here) and I met at Place Bellcour (the largest empty square in Europe). We went to Hotel de Ville, the town hall of Lyon. The architecture is very detailed, very ornate, and it feels as if the very strength of the building radiates from its stone walls. Inside, countless pieces of priceless art decorate all the walls. The meeting hall ...