I am drunk. Kind of. Tispy, rather. Not like last night, which was constant drinking, mainly funded by myself. (For Jessie, not everyone -- I'm not crazy!)
Tonight was slower; my kind of night. (Kait, you'd have loved it! An Irish pub, with a really cool bartender -- we made Jessie have her first Irish carbomb. She loved it, which means you two will get along.) Jessie is passed out in the bed, snoring away. It was a good night.
Alright, so, FIRST UPDATE FROM EUROPE! Where to begin?
I don't know where to start. Basically, I will just say that I love it here, minus the fact that I can't speak to anyone and I'm constantly questioning how to communicate. I understand some -- more than I thought I would -- but I am still struggling. The only time I'm not self-conscious about is when I'm drunk. What can ya do?

Yesterday was Jessie's birthday, and we started celebrating the night I first got here. Many drinks, LOTS of cigarette smoke, and misspoken French by myself were the orders of the evening. Whatever. Who needs proper grammar?
Ok. I should go.
I know I haven't said much, but it's late, I have to pee, I wanna sleep so that when I wake up I can have coffee and a croissant -- or maybe it'll be noon and I'll just have to have a sandwich. (Best sandwich place ever, here.)
More pictures and fantastic details and happenings in Toulouse to come tomorrow -- we're taking it easy and sitting around all day: my kind of schedule.
Love you all. Peace.
I MISS YOU SO MUCH! I got your e-mail 3 hours late, which made me sad. :( But I made potato-fries all by myself tonight, and I thought of you (actually, I fought the urge to CALL you and tell you all about it - not much to tell, but I was excited.)
ReplyDeleteTell Jessie HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY for me, and that I love her and am seething with jealousy that you're over there and I'm stuck in Orange. Bleh. But Avaryl is coming this weekend to spend time with me and Bartleby while Shane is in Arizona. Should be fun!
Love you!!!
oh, that was me... above - oops!
ReplyDelete- Kim