Dijon
Today was Mother's Day in France. I woke up at 11 AM because I'm still fucked up from the jetlag. It was a beautiful spring day (it's spring here, not summer), and I took a bunch of pictures of their super-adorable cat, Orion, in the garden. Then, we ate dinner (or lunch... whatev). Apparently, in additon to being fluffy and adorable, bunny rabbits are tasty little fuckers. Then, another family came ver for coffee. Said family is housing another one of the studnets. His name is Chris and he lives in Lafeyette, Louisiana. After coffee, we went out to walk around Dijon and check out a local art festival. The art was cool... lots of pantings and sculptures of feet, for some reason... 0.o .
Now for ye Anecdote of Interest. C'est drole; ça. So, we were in the area of the cathedral, and Chris was like "Do you smoke? I was wondering... I saw you drawing a mushroom in class yesterday." I laughed and was like "Nah. I will in college. I have friends that smoke and I'm around it sometimes, but I dont't. Do you?" And he was like "Yeah." And I was like cool, cool, at least someone else here isnt so innocent they freaking glow in the dark. Then he asked me if any of the other kids on the trip do... and I lmao'd. I was like "You're kidding, right? Lemme tell you something: I'm fairly open and a little crazy sometimes, but everyone else here are churchgoing innocent virgin types." And he was like "Oh. I found some, and I wanted to make a little money." Apparently he got some pot the other day from some French stoner kids. Lmao!!! He needs to be careful with that though; I'm pretrty sure you can get kicked out for that. Still, it's cool to know that at least one other person here isn't so innocent that I feel like I'd burst into flames if I touched them.
Anyways, we had tea at their place and then returned chez nous. We accidentaly left a candle burning so when we got back the place was filled with smoke. It was okay, though. Burned a hole in the table cloth; but that was pretty much it. For dinner we had this kind of pot-pie-ish thing. Twas good. My French family asked me if it's true that people in America eat squirrel. LoL!
Aaaaand that's pretty much it. Tomorrow I have school again (yes, my parents paid $4000 so I could go to school in the summmer).We visit the Musée des Beaux-Arts, which should be interesting. Hopefully I'll actually wake up on time tomorrow. Friday I woke up late. Stupid jetlag.
xoxo
Emfwa