Départ pour Nice
So, I'm leaving for Nice tomorrow morning. I'm pretty excited, it should be a good time. Saturday I'll be in Cannes with Arielle and her family. I'm really looking forward to that, too.
Today we had an exam in art history. I didn't find out about it until it happened, so that was interesting. It was soooooo easy. My other classes were basically dumb, as usual. Since tomorrow is le 14 juillet, we don't have class. Hurray French independence! Thus I am departing for a long weekend in southern France, ah studying abroad :)
Okay, since I made the top ten list about why America is better, I've felt like I'm gypping France, because there are things they've got figured out better than the States.
1. Public transportation: everyone uses it, it's convenient and fast, and it saves beaucoup d'energie.
2. Buying food daily: if you look into a French refrigerator, which I might add are about 2/3 smaller than most U.S. fridges, you find only the food that will be eaten that day.
3. Fresh fruit all the time: there are fruit vendors every 30 yards when you're walking down the street. It's cheap and it tastes way better than in the States.
4. Snickers: I really think they put cocaine in the Snickers. I don't like Snickers at all, but for some reason I crave them each day. Phenomenal, really.
5. Wine: cheap, delicious, ever-present. Enough said.
6. Portion control: they eat food that isn't necessarily healthy, but they eat very little, so they don't become obese like crazy fat Americans.
That's all I can think of for the moment, but there might be more. I haven't got anything interesting to say today. I may or may not go out tonight, we'll have to see how I feel after a run and some dinner, and some wine of course :) Until the next time I can find a computer, au revoir!

3 Comments:
Ok...first of all your last entry was titled. Dude, Mutella...you tool! Secondly I called the tool box this morning because it is raining and if he was going to call someone off I wanted it to be me cause my dad just got home from the hospital, they gave me his voicemail, you should call it sometime...its comical, I really don't understand how anyone can be that boxy. seriously. well I am off to go buy soft food pour le PaPa! love you lots. Havr fun in Nice, tell Joe I say hey, Peace!
Britt
P.S. When I say Mutella I mean Nutella, speaking of tools...
Happy Bastille Day!! Have a great weekend and say hello to Joe for me.
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