London, A-Z

Okay, why hasn't Amy posted recently? (ie not every other day like she was oh-so-good at?) Because, dear reader, she went to London! And now has a very quick turn around...I need to be at the train station at a lovely 7:30am tomorrow morning, to head off to the Côte d'Azur with the rest of my program, which will account for another 5 days of not hearing about my adventures. And I've got to pack, so this may be short (well, that may also be a lie. I can't really sum up anything succinctly. If you read the whole thing, congrats).

London was:

(a) very very rainy. I finally gave in and bought an umbrella (my raincoat fell off my chair when I was packing and hid, so it didn't end up in my backpack. good work raincoat. but it wasn't too bad. It just rained A LOT. but that's London for you.

(b) lots and lots and lots of walking. So the US dollar isn't doing so hot. Which meant 2 dollars to every pound. And the tube was pretty expensive. So we walked everywhere. Cheaper, took a little longer, but we got to see the city. It was pretty neat. Also, pedestrians and cars are crazy. I almost got hit on several occaisions.
(c) lots of free museums/famous London locations: Tate Britain, National Gallery, British Museum, Platform 9 and 3/4 (so we like Harry Potter), Hyde Park, Green Park, St. Jame's Park, Picadilly Circus, The Mall, The Science Museum (which was sooo confusing. The layout was weird), Harod's (apparently the most famous department store in London. I'd never heard of it before. It was pretty crazy though), Trafalgar Square, Soho, Walking past where lots of Broadway shows were (Hairspray, Chicago, Cabaret, Les Miserables, etc.), Covent Garden, Leicester Square, Buckingham Palace...

(d) The changing of the guards, which didn't happen the first day. So we had to go back. It was a little ridiculous. Their outfits, and just the whole ceremony. It's pretty much just for tourists.
(e) Carleton Students on the London Program. So the three girls I went to London with knew a girl on the London Program, so we hung out a bit with her, which was a lot of fun. We also saw some other random Carleton students, because they're all staying in this one hostel. Even though I didn't really know any of them, it was kind of refreshing to see other Carleton students who weren't the same 22 others with me in Paris.

(f) Quality time with Becky, Monica and Rachel, who I knew before going to London, but now know much better. I'm really glad I discovered they were going to London, and I didn't have to go on my vacation alone.

(g) Vantage Point. So, this is an American movie, and while we waited 20 minutes before we could check into our hostel, we saw the first 20 minutes. And then the next day, went back and finished it, because it was pretty intriguing. Except tiresome--you have to watch the same incident way too many times. But it was good.

(h) The Astor Museum Hostel. It was pretty nice. I'd never stayed in a hostel before. I was in a 10 bed room, but didn't spend any time there...most of the time I was upstairs in the 6 bed room the rest of our group stayed. Well, that is when we weren't out in the streets of London.

(i) Aussie, aka roommate number 1. So in the 6 person room, it was a lot more friendly/open to meeting people. So we talked to this Australian, though we never got his name. He'd just spent 2 months in the US-New York, and skiing. He was pretty nice, and had an accent which made him much cooler. But he just stayed for a night.

(j) Liverpool, aka David. This was the second roommate. We hung out a bit more with him--went to a pub one night. He was friendly, and there from Liverpool for some interviews. He had a portfolio for graphic design, but also worked as a chef. He was there for 2 nights, before being relocated within the hostel.

(k) Then there was Spain aka the 34 year old who was traveling after a difficult break up, apparently. She mostly kept to herself, though we may have passed her in the street once, which was strange. The last night was Russian and 8 (?) year old son. That was weird, because you were supposed to be between 18 and 35 to stay at the hostel. Oh well.

(l) Turns out it was Ben and Jerry's 30th birthday. It also turns out that there are 2 Ben and Jerry's very close to eachother near Leicester Square. You can guess what awesomeness ensued.

(m) Accents. Though there were not enough. There were tons of tourists, and not enough english people talking loud enough for me to just listen. Rubbish.

(n) English. Wow. It was both refreshing and unnerving to be where there was no language barrier. Refreshing for probably obvious reasons. Unnerving because I wasn't used to it-I would still say "pardon" instead of "sorry" when I bumped into someone. And I would still formulate questions in my head in French. Plus, every now and then British accents are hard to understand. Take the time Liverpool asked if we were here on holiday, and Monica thought he asked how old we were.

(o) Also, the first night we went to this restaurant, which turned out to be American--we all got burgers. I haven't had a burger in ages, but I was super hungry, and it tasted fantastic.
(p) We ate in a pub one night (picture above), and of course got beer. Because it seemed like something we needed to do in London.

(q) the most complete breakfasts in a while. They had breakfast at the hostel, which was great. Less food we had to buy. (We mostly ate the food we bought at Monoprix before leaving paris, so we wouldn't have to buy expensive London food. Stupid dollar and it's weakness). And normally I just have toast and tea in Paris. But this was cereal and toast and coffee. It was pretty exciting.

(r) Funny signs. British English. For example, on some curbs where there were signs for no somethingorother between certain times, it would be 8am-M'night. Or exits=Ways Out. Also, curb=kerb. Who would have guessed?

(s) Being able to buy alcohol legally. Yes, it's legal in Paris, but I haven't really taking advantage of that, though I'm enjoying drinking wine with my host family at dinner. However, one night we bought dinner at a grocery store, and bought a bottle of white wine (which turned out to be the right kind of wine to drink with the pasta we had for dinner. Good for us. Because we didn't know anything about wine.) It was kind of funny that the wine came from Modesto, California. So much for cultural experiences.

(t) Museum Gift shops. are the best. Though in the Queen's Gallery (was that what it was? It was in the side of Buckinham Palace) gift shop you couldn't take pictures. Ooops. We found out after taking one.

(u) Oh, touristy places I forgot: The parliament building, Westminster Abbey (picture below), The little church right next to it (I forget what it was called, but we ate lunch outside under its shelter, and cold actually go inside without paying), Big Ben (but only from afar, like the London Eye).
(v) Did I mention it rained? All the time? I wouldn't really want to live in London. It is pretty cool, and I do love rain. But I also love sunshine.

(w) Did I mention we walked a lot? A LOT. My cellphone pedometer, which could be wrong, says that on our two full days we walked 16 and 20 miles. Which I believe.

(x) An odd lack of rubbish bins/trash cans in the train station. it made no sense.

(y) A two hour train ride, a one hour difference from Paris, and the chunnel.

(z) Probably more, but good times had by all.
(at Trafalgar Square)

Yay! The Zoo!

I really am a little kid at heart. Zoos are so cool!
(First, dessert the other night was amazing. It was mousse au chocolat on the inside of these cookies soaked in coffee. And it was probably my favorite thing I've eaten so far. mmm)
(That's my house. I live on the third floor, but on the other side)

But yesterday was great. I met some friends at a metro stop only 3 away from my home, and really, I could have walked. It was a gorgeous day, and I ended up not needing a sweatshirt, which was awesome! And we went to the zoo in the Bois de Vincennes. I also got a banana nutella crepe. those things are fantastic. But the zoo was tons of fun, and the weather helped A LOT. There were 6 of us, and we wandered around and took pictures and had a lot of fun. It wasn't a very big zoo, and there wasn't anything exceptional or different about it. But it was a zoo, and it was sunny, and I was with friends, and I had a blast.
(This happened a lot. There's probably a lot of the same picture. I was amused. That's Kristine, Davey and Jess)

Then we had to go to the Centre Pompidou for a museum visit with Jerome, our professor. Let's just say I'm really glad that I already visited the museum there, because with Jerome, we only see one or two rooms, because we just stand there and talk. Forever. Sometimes it's really interesting. But it's tiring, and it would be more interesting if we could see more. Still, I guess it beat sitting in a classroom. And the musée national de l'art moderne is pretty cool.
(This zebra was chasing the ducks. It was pretty hilarious).

Today I had classes as usual. Nothing special. I recited the 6 lines I'd memorised from the Misanthrope, and we had a written quiz in my second class. That kind of thing reminds me this isn't just an extended vacation. Then I went home. I walked to the post office and bought a couple of stamps, and it was super nice out. So after going back to my room for a little bit, I decided I needed to take a walk. So I did, but it was shorter than I probably would have gone, because my host mom told me to be back in an hour-we were going out to dinner. I was going to look for this hill with an awesome view that I'd found while running to take a picture, but I ran out of time). This is the first time I've gone out to dinner with my host parents. And I really enjoyed it.

Maxcence and Calixte were at my host father's parent's for the night, so me and my host mom with baby Louis went to meet my host father at the restaurant. We got there way early, so we walked around the area, which had a lot of restaurants and shops. Then we went to Club Med World for drinks. My host mom doesn't drink alcohol, but I tried a sex on the beach. (I chose this because I'd tried it at Carleton, and wanted to see how it was when real bartenders made it, as opposed to college students. Also, when we were at the bar with that one French guy Vincent, the translation was sex and beach. and I thought that was funny. Club Med got it right though). My host mom then discovered that in the US, I'm underage when it comes to drinking, but I can still vote and such. My host father joined us, and got a pina colada.
(Above is a picture of a path that leads to the Château de Vincennes, which I passed on my walk today).

Then we went over to a restaurant called Nicolas. (The area we were in is where the wines of Paris are from, and where, in the old days, the wine would come on the river, and they'd bottle it there). I got this mashed fish potato dish (I'm pretty sure that's what it was) and it was really tasty. And came with a salad (I think everything did). My host parents both got macaroni. no joke. Then we ordered dessert. It took forever, because there was some mix up. Which turned out in our favor, because our waitor then brought us free glasses of champagne. (We had red wine with dinner.) So that was kind of funny. And that was my day, in a nutshell. And I also really like my host parents. They sometimes make fun of me, which I find hilarious. They're great. I promise I'll have pictures at some point.

Science! or, Photo Opportunities Disguised as a Science Museum

Yesterday was classes, as usual, and then I went on a run. It was really nice out-I wore shorts and a tshirt running, and it was awesome! It's kind of warming up, so that's promising. This time I didn't get lost, and found this random hill, and at the top was a sweet lookout where you could see the Château de Vincennes. I'll have to look for it again. I was also probably Kim and Ezra's only listener for their radio show, so, next week at 7pm my time, meaning 12 for midwesters and 10 for west coasters, you should tune into KRLX (http://www.krlx.org) and listen to Kim make a fool of herself. And speaking of KRLX, I like randomly, if I'm at home doing homework, to see if I know the DJs on KRLX (which is Carleton's radio station) and if I do, to listen and send messages online. It makes me feel a little more connected, and makes me miss them a little less. Or, rather, remind me how much I miss Carleton. Oh well. Good feelings are involved at any rate.
Today I had class in the morning, and then I tried out the Wokbar, which is this restaurant that's like 2 doors down from CUPA. It was super good. They have italian (with is just pasta) and thai (with different sauces, and noodles or rice) and it's super good. We ate in the Jardin de Luxembourg, and some random art student came up and took portraits of those of us who were willing. That was fun. Then we ventured to the far north east I think, of Paris, for the Cité des sciences et de l'industrie. Awesomeness ensued. (Except the part about taking pictures with my cellphone, because my camera batteries-and my backups!-were completely dead. sadface.)
This museum was giant. We started with this car exhibit, and then...gosh, I'm just going to list some stuff, because I can't quite remember everything, and in order. There was a lot of car stuff, crash test dummies, interactive computer things, a space ship, a fighter plane, a sort of greenhouse, a room full of light tricks/optical illusions, a room about evolution and genes, the history of earth, stars, physics/laws of the universe, space, and a history from 1961-2003 (I think) relating to our voyages into space, energy, sounds (where there was this crazy surround/3-D sound room), and lots lots more. It was a lot of fun, and I went with 9 other people, though most of the time I spend it with Anna, Jessie and Prakriti, and we for the most part, didn't learn too much, but found fun things to take pictures of, mainly in reflective surfaces. It was tons of fun!
Then we went back towards CUPA, sat in the Jardin de Luxembourg and stopped by a post office because we had time, and then ended at CUPA where we had a wine and cheese tasting with our group. Which was short and sweet. Plus, the bread was amazingly tasty. And I love cheese. And the wine was pretty good. (And I relearned about the shape of wine bottles...they're Bordeaux if they have "shoulders" and if not, they're Borgogne. Or that's what I understood. I may have mixed them up. Anyways, the shape of wine bottles indicates where they're from (region and such) and my host father had explained that before to me.) Then, on the way home, me and Anna listened to Guys and Dolls and then Hairspray on the metro, and bonded over loving musicals, and those movies. It was a good day. Though now I'm super super tired. Luckily I don't have anything until 12:30 tomorrow.

The night bus! It's like Harry Potter!

Going back to the night I may or may not have been going to a club...I ended up going to a club, but not with the people I had anticipated. I wasn't going to go out at first-we got done with dinner at 10:30 and I was going to call/text Davey or someone to say, sorry, I didn't make it (everyone was meeting at 10). But just then Prakriti called me, and said, hey, the club didn't open until 11 so I should totally come. So I decided, hey, why not? I've yet to really go out at night, and I might as well see what this club is all about. I got there, and found I wasn't the only one who came late, so that was good. We walk towards the club, and it was going to be 13 euros, and most of the group was going to leave in time for the last metro around 1am. So me, Katie and Becky decided not to spend 13 euros for about an hour (when the club wouldn't be that busy anyways, because apparently the way nightlife works in France, is that people go out with the last metro, and stay up until the metro opens again in the morning at 5 or so am.)

Katie knew of a free club, so we went in search of that. We found it, and it wasn't too big-upstairs was a crazy crowded bar, and downstairs was slightly less crowded, had a small bar, and had dancing, so we danced for a bit. It was kind of crazy, because pretty much every song was american. But they weren't current-we heard Destiny's Child (Lady Marmalade, which was kind of funny because that's the one with the one french line "Voulez vous couchez avec moi ce soir") And, this one was random: The Blues Brothers' song Everybody Needs Somebody To Love. I found that hilarious. And a lot of the French people knew the words. Crazy. When we went home, it was after 1am, so we had to take the night buses, which are a little complicated and confusing, but all turned out fine, and we all made it home safely.

Yesterday I slept in a little bit. It looks like Sundays, we'll often have guests. We had lapin (rabbit) with this tasty mustard sauce, and this potato purée. Then we had a tart citron, which was one of my favorite desserts so far. There was a crust, lemon filling, and this whipped topping. And it was amazing. Then I tried to get some homework done, because I actually have a bit to get done, but ended up falling asleep after wasting some time. It's hard to get motivated to do homework, but I always manage to finish it. I guess not much happened yesterday, because then we had dinner. Which was this sort-of pizza, that was alsacienne (okay, that might be the wrong word) but it had this really thin, almost pastry like crust, and onion and some sort of meat and maybe a sauce. Either way, it was super good. And dessert was a coffee éclair, where the inside was like amazing soft serve coffee ice cream. All in all, a good day for desserts.

Today I met Becky and Anna and we went to the library at the Centre Pompidou. We got there 20 minutes before it opened at noon, and still had to wait well over an hour in line to get in. Libraries here are a little ridiculous. Especially this one. While we were in line, this guy (who, I might add, cut in front of us at some point, because he definitely wasn't there when we got there. By the time we got in, I really wanted to punch all the people who cut. jerks). Anyways, he turns to us and asks in English (cause he heard us all talking in English) if we were looking to go to the museum. Like we were some stupid Americans waiting in the wrong line. And we were like, um, we know what's going down. We're going to the library. So that was kind of funny.

Then we got sandwiches at a random stand (The first two pictures were what we were looking at when we ate. I love how, in the midst of this random modern artsy fountain, and modern buildings, there's this ancient church. All of Paris is like that, it seems.) Anna and I then went to the Musée du Quai Branly, which had lots of ancient artifacts from Oceania, Africa, Asia, and the Americas. It was really cool, even though kind of overwhelming with how much stuff was there. It was also designed by the architect who built the Guthrie in Minneapolis (though I've never been). I wasn't really a fan of the layout...it was annoying to navigate, and if there were a lot of people, even worse. Oh well. It was still pretty cool. I really liked, while walking up to where the collections were, there were these random videos projected on the ground...like jelly fish, or waves.

And now I'm home, and need to finish my homework. (When I first came home, there were two crying children. Man, they can be loud! And right now, they've been put to bed, or maybe they're playing quietly in their room. Quietly is the wrong word, because the two year old was just screaming "mama" down the stairs. He's stopped now. But it happens a lot. It's also funny, because after they're put to bed, the four year old will often call down the stairs to his mom, and say he has something to tell her, or a secret to tell her, and I have a feeling it's usually really trivial, but it's just so he can go downstairs. Or get attention. It's kind of funny.

Artsy Shmartsy

Yesterday's lunch was a lot of bread. And a lot of fantasticness. I got a sandwhich (as usual) and then a viennoise chocolate. Which is like this sweet bread with little chocolate chips in it, but it's like the chocolate is melted, even though it's not warm. I'm not sure if that's a good way of describing it, but either way, it was amazingly tasty.

Then Kay and I went to the Centre Pompidou to go to the Musée Nationale d'Art Moderne, but we got there 15 minutes before closing, so instead we went into the Bibliothèque (library) there, which was open later, and had no line (which apparently, when other people on my program have gone, the line was crazy). It was one of the craziest libraries ever, just because it's huge and has escalators and such. We did a little bit of research for our artist projects. They had two books on my artist. Then we had to go meet with a couple other people on our program, and some guy who our professor knows. (Okay, what it is, is that Cathy, our professor, knows some young people closer to our age...around 21ish I think through friends who were willing to take out a few of us Americans to see a certain area of Paris, and get dinner and in general meet some other young french people, especially if we don't have anyone in our host families close to our age).

So me and three others (Kay, Rachel and Prakriti) met Vincent and his friend (not quite positive how to spell his name/what exactly it was). They took us through the quatier chinois-Paris' China Town. Which was kind of amusing, because San Francisco's china town wins, hands down. This one was kind of small and mostly restaurants--not all chinese either. there were thai, vietnamese, japonese and such. So we walked around, got rained on and ended up at this bar that's apparently Vincent's "second home." We were there for a while, and Vincent knew pretty much everyone there. We ate at a chinese restaurant right next door, but had to wait for a table--it was pretty small. So while we waited, I tried a monaco, which I guess is a "young people's drink" because there's not much alcohol in it-it's lemonade, grenadine and beer. It's sweet, and tasty. Then we ate at the Chinese restaurant, which was tasty...I tried lots of different things. There was this really tasty garlic eggplant dish. And I liked the duck too. Then, we moved back to the bar, but I started having a really bad stomach ache (I don't think it was the food, cause it was just me, and I didn't throw up. ahh well.) And Prakriti was super tired (I mean, it was just after midnight) so we took off. It was a fun night, despite the stomach ache.

Today we visited the Musée Picasso with our class in the morning. It was interesting...I didn't know that much about Picasso before this visit, and I guess this museum is special because it has the work that Picasso never sold--he kept it in his own collection until his death. It included stuff from all throughout his life-like a piece he did when he was 12. So that was impressive.

Then I had lunch and went to the Centre Pompidou again, this time for the modern art museum with a group of people. It was pretty neat. Even though there's a lot of modern art I just plain don't get. And I guess you could say just don't appreciate. Oh well. I also saw two of my artist's pieces that they have there. And let's just say they're not the art I would normally stop to look at. I stop to look at things like the two pictures above.

And this is what my artist does:


Good times. So that was my day. I came home, and may or may not go to a club tonight with a group of friends (in honor of Davey and Kenny's birthdays. They're a set of twins on my program).

France's military history in its entirety.

Yesterday we had class in the morning. Not too much to talk about. We had a couple of presentations and did some pronunciation work with vowels. Then, we had the day. Lunch was super tasty; cheese and lettuce sandwhich and a chocolate eclair. And a coca cola, which was kind of an accident. I hadn't actually decided what I wanted to drink, and when the lady asked me I freaked out and said the first thing I thought of. Oh well.
Then I went with Anna and Rachel to the Army Museum, where they had a lot of armor, and swords, and helmets, and crossbows and daggers and horse armor, and cannons. A lot of cannons. So that was pretty exciting. Then we walked through the WWI and II museum, which took a while, as it was very extensive. It was rather exhausting, but pretty interesting, and kind of a good refresher on that aspect of history.

Then we went over and saw Napoleon's tomb, which in the end, wasn't too exciting, or at least that's what I though. It was in a pretty spectacular building, but I feel like every building here is spectacular.
It was a gorgeous day out-and it really felt like spring. So we decided to walk from where the museums were to a metro stop that was across the Seine and a ways down. I'm not sure how far down, all I know is that yesterday my pedometer on my phone said I walked 8 and a half miles for the entire day. It was really nice walking along the Seine. Then, we ended up in a sort of shopping district which could be fun to go back to. We also got pastries at a little boulanger, and that was really tasty. (I got an apple tart thing).

Then we went home. I was exhausted, so I took a two and a half hour nap, and then, I'm not sure what I did until dinner. Although, I wasn't feeling too great. Dinner was tasty, as usual; some kind of meat (that was cooked pretty rarely, for me at least, but still tasted fine) over sauteed eggplant and mushrooms, bread and cheese as usual, and strawberries and chocolate cake.
Last night, I didn't sleep too well. I couldn't fall asleep easily, and had a stomach ache, so this morning was really slow. I stayed in my pajamas until probably 1ish and read Claude Geux by Victor Hugo for class tomorrow. Then I took a shower, which made me feel marginally better. I was going to try to go to a library today to do some research for my paper on this contemporary artist (which means I have to find a library that actually has information on him, because he's a current, living artist), but I just couldn't get myself to leave my room. I also memorised my 6 lines from Le Misanthrope for my class tomorrow morning, which was surprisingly easy, considering how bad I am at memorsing things. But other than that, I wasn't too productive. I just took an hour nap, after lying down on my bed to shut my eyes for a minute. I kind of just wish I would throw up or something, in order to validate not doing anything today, and feeling crappy, and I feel like that might make me feel better. Hopefully I'll sleep well tonight and be fine for classes tomorrow, and be able to get my research done this weekend. (Oh, also, I didn't have class today, because it was moved to Saturday for a museum visit. So that was probably a good thing, considering how I felt today).

Well, sorry this post is kind of a downer. Hopefully my next one will be a lot happier, and a bit more interesting. (To be fair, yesterday was really good until my nap.)

Doves, Dancing, Devoirs*

Yesterday was half full of not too much-slept in, got some homework done and had a short meeting with Cathy, making sure everything is going ok. (Which it is).

The actual exciting part of yesterday was after dinner. But first, we went to this place called Patata Café, which was all about baked potatoes. So that was my first restaurant experience here. A baked potato and a salad, which was quite tasty.
Then, Spectacle de l'Ecole de Danse! It was in the Opera house, which was like Phantom of the Opera. So the building was amazing! And our seats. I was in this booth, right next to the stage, and I could look over and see the orchestra. Behind us we had extra seats and couches and a mirror and a place to hang coats. And inside the theater was spectacular! I can't really do it justice by explaining, so I've posted a couple of pictures I got during intermission/before the show.
I really liked the ballet, too. (Although they were so skinny. Which I guess is the nature of ballerinas, but we were so close, you could really see it. Also, they were all probably around 16) There were 3 parts. The first one was more classic ballet, on pointe and more traditional costumes. The 2nd was more telling a story. They were a poor travelling circus. I liked this one because there was a lot of variety, and there were a couple of acrobats who didn't do near enough, I thought.

Although, they had live doves, and I swear one died onstage. The magician threw them into the air at the end of the act, and one just fell down and stayed in place. When one of the dancers tried to pick it up, it flapped around a bit, and another had to pick it up and get it off stage. It was funny and sad at the same time. And at the end a girl carried two doves in a cage offstage, and on her way, a dove fell out of the cage and she almost tripped over it. It was a bad day for doves.

The third part might have been my favorite. It was more modern, but not too modern. Which is important (i think) to point out, because some modern dance is, well, just weird. But this was really neat, and had pretty much everyone in the group in it. And I think in terms of male and female dancers, it was pretty even. When it was just guys dancing, it reminded me a little bit of the awesome dance scenes in Newsies. Even though it wasn't like that at all. Even though one guy had a hairstyle that was totally that style.
Today, I almost woke up too late, because I kept hitting my snooze alarm, but I was actually early, because I didn't have time to make and drink tea, which then gave me more time. I did get my backpack stuck in the metro doors because I jumped on at the last moment. That was a touch embarassing, because the metro was crowded, and some man had to help me open the doors a touch to get my backpack through. Oh well.

There's not much to say about classes. Except the last one, Théâtre. That one was fun. We started out with meditation again, did some more vowel pronunciation and a tongue twister. Then we worked with space again, keeping in mind the locations of other people, and walking and talking with different moods or situations. So that was fun. Then we did a mirror activity-where we took turns being another's mirror. Then we did improv- telling stories as the others acted them out, and creating stories when given a theme. So we had the kids who lost their toys in a mean neighbor's yard, and a princess who had to find a husband but had an evil sorceress mom, graduation, a marriage, and a javelin accident. It was fun, and pretty entertaining.

And now I have to do work. I have a bit to do for tomorrow, but it doesn't look too bad. And I shouldn't complain, because I probably could have gotten more done this weekend. As always.
*Devoirs=homework