Hi! Welcome to my blog of fun and France! This will be where you can proctor my progress throughout my journey in and around Nantes, France. So its saturday morning and I'm drinking my coffee while taking advantage of my mom's new computer. I'm trying to think of all of the things that must be arranged cleverly near my suitcase so that when I walk by it (the suitcase that has been on the floor since I came back from last semester at Pitzer, slowly accruing crucial items like dust and cat pee (not kidding)) I can pretend that I'm making progress. I have my plane ticket, my train ticket from CDG Paris Airport to Nantes, and many a document written in French, all of which take far too long to read. BUT I have all week to worry about that stuff. Except that I'm going on a ski vacation on Thursday which means that everything needs to be packed by the time I leave. Ok, so looks like now we have less than a week. Geeze, time flies when you're mentally planning. Ok I must move on to the next items on my mental to-do list, which include: 1. Oatmeal 2. Television. Hopefully things will look a little more organized on future posts. Come back soon!
-Andrew
Sounds like a fantastic trip. I'm very excited for future updates.
ReplyDeletePS-Apparently you and I have the same deodorant. Normally I use Tom's but we were in Arkansas and apparently Arkansas doesn't carry hippy crap like Tom's of Maine.
PPS-Once, when Seth and I were kids, we got chased and nearly drop kicked by a raving homeless man who looked and smelled like a lumbering pile of cat corpses and who wouldn't stop shouting "Old Spice is Nice" over and over while he tried to boot us. Put me off Old Spice for a while, to tell you the truth. In fact, it was Jen who selected Old Spice for my Arkansasian deodorant. First Old Spice product I've owned since "the incident." And you know what...? I like it. And you know what else? The raving lumbering cat pile was right. Old Spice really is nice.