so, it's been a while...

I think that I must have subconsciously forgotten that I had this blog, and it is looking somewhat neglected seeing as my last text post was way back in November! I can’t even begin to write what has happened in the past two months. Life in France tends to be pretty unpredictable, but nonetheless greatly entertaining. I have also found myself to be quite the jetsetter as of late… In the space of two weeks over the Christmas period I flew Lyon-London, London-Amsterdam, London-Lyon, and am now back in my tiny, overpriced studio apartment in Grenoble only to fly back to London next week and to Milan in three. I can’t even keep up with myself.

So, here’s a brief run through of my year abroad adventures over the last two months:

• Plenty of skiing:living in the ‘capital of the Alps’ means you must frequent the slopes as often as is bearable. Everytime I go skiing, I am reminded at how lucky I am to spend half a year in such an amazing place as a compulsory part of my degree, but also how gutted the students doing a subject other than languages must feel. I don’t feel this, however, when faceplanting the mountain and doing multiple flips in the air, with one ski wedged in a huge block of ice and the other half way across the run. At this point, I actually just feel like crying, which is exactly what I did.


• More consummation of wine:when in France I have learned to never turn your nose up at cheap wine. The label may look as though it was designed by a 4 year old, and the pricetag may say €1,99 but this is only to keep the wine snobs at bay while us stingey students clear the shelves with what may be one of the best wines of the store.


• My dad came to visit:which is when I experienced my first six hour teaching day nursing a most unwelcome hangover. I swear he’s a worse influence than my friends.


• More attempts at improving myfrançais:still working on it, get back to me in another four months.


• I purchased a kettle: I no longer have to live like a caveman, boiling water on the stove whenever I want a cuppa. Never have I been so grateful for a white plastic appliance, before now.


• A trip to Amsterdam:technically nothing to do with my year abroad, but was an amazing trip nonetheless.Post to come!


• More crazy nights in Bucana:I’m not sure if that is even the correct spelling - by the time we arrive I’m too drunk to read the sign. I feel as though I invest too much of my hard earned Euros in that bar, I would like something back please Farid. (The barman who is hilarious and nice to us)

Here’s to me keeping up the blog (once more) and experiencing more funny, and perhaps interesting, encounters to fill the posts. The latter, I cannot guarantee.