and so excited that last night may have been my last night in a hostel. i head to London today, where jesika’s friend is graciously putting me up and showing me around. i promised him a bottle of french wine, but my bag is already too heavy so i might have to buy it there…. The chunnel should be fun, a train under the water, it’s a good thing i am not claustrophobic…
Paris has been good to me, I was able to spend the majority of my time with Leigh, a woman from LA, that was able to help me navigate the menu, i may be adventuourous with food, but no thank you to pig’s feet, and some of the others… and even in stores, the basic conversations things that everyone was saying to one another, i just seemed to miss…Paris has been the place I have heard the least english, and therefore the place i felt the most isolated.
i am excited to see the camden markets, the london eye, tate modern, and, i am excited to see advertising in english…
hunter got a fishtank! that is awesome, and really exciting. i am sure ella was just trying to help but what a lesson for both of those little ones. i can’t believe i have already been gone for as long as i have, it doesn’t seem that way. i feel like i just got off the plane… but i am excited for a hot bath, some lounging on a couch, and sleeping in my big soft bed, and waking up to the sound of my alarm , not crinkling of packing plastic sacks, the brushing of teeth, and conversation.