So... We're off to Vietnam in about a month and no plans as of yet. Typical. Tomorrow, a visit to the travel agent = crucial. I can't believe that in a month's time, I will have finished my time in Avignon - except for the few days where I have to return and do one exam.... It's quite sad that it has gone so quickly. I have met some incredible people here, people that I'd like to remain close to, but given my rather nomadic lifestyle this year, this will be impossible.
Things I'll miss: the lovely Tunisian girls, shopping for seasonal goodies at Les Halles, the terrible hole also known as Red Zone, being walking distance to everything in the city, the rather slow pace of live around here....etc.
They're putting up lovely little wooden huts at the Place de l'Horloge, a sort of Christmas market thing and every time I walk past them, I let out a little excited shriek (in my head).
Also, I have never watched the first season of Sex and the City, so I downloaded it. It's awful, it's clumsy and awkward. I don't like it. Oh dear, I feel like a man saying that, but it really doesn't appeal to me. I think I'll try to brave a couple more episodes to see if I warm to it. When I watched the other seasons at Eun-Ji's flat last year, I felt the same emptiness. What's wrong with me? Why don't I like cult TV shows aimed at my sex? Why can't I watch things?
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