Black Russian

It's been a rough couple of days emotionally... but I'm good :) sometimes the little things get to me...

as far as francey things, yesterday we met up with other kids from the bigger IFE program and a tour guide professorish person that they know and took the train and a bus to Fontainbleu- a pretty and huge castle that a whole bunch of famous and royal people stayed and built upon and such.

here are some things i learned (i tried SO hard to pay attention):
whereas many other old castles like this represent one or two specific time periods, this one has so many different architectural styles mixed into it from all of the kings and such that worked on it. and it doesn't go in chronological order from hall to hall. so you'd have a simple dark ceiling in one room, and fancy cherub paintings and letters hidden in the flowers in the next room. so it is unique in this manner
also, they chose this location because it was right near and mostly surrounded by a forest- so for practical reasons, they had a means to get food now whenever they needed. there's also a canal so they could get fish. smarty pants.
in one room on the ceiling you had an h for probably henry, then an h joined with a c for i think catherine, and also an h joined with 2 c's for catherine and his mistress. so that was kind of cool.
but it was a LONGGGGG walk through it and it was COLD.  but it was also nice to be around some new people. we were all exhausted afterwards

last night i attempted to make steak and failed miserably. it was so depressing. but i had some pasta.

then Neta and i went to a gay bar... i really didn't want to go (kind of like that ridiculous damn club), buti had promised her so i figured i'd get it over with.

there was no one there at first. then a few guys who all were weird in their own way. and this lady who was singing in russian while a young boy played the guitar. eventually neta started talking to one guy, who was very nice but just kept talking. i spent the entire time sitting on my bar stool and not moving. i asked her to put kahlua with whatever so she made a black russian at first. then one of the guys bought the musicians and the two of us another drink so since i had finished her kahlua, she gave me bailey's. both of which were enjoyable.

 we left way later than i would have wanted to, but neta was having fun.
until we got to the metro. which is a story i can share with you if you choose to ask me.

but we got home eventually and i stayed up until 5 am and did my official first load of laundry.

today i got up at 1 still feeling yucky from last night and the dreary weekend in general, but i had my heart set on buying boots today. thinking something might be open. i was wrong, but i took a nice walk all the up my street to the metro stop that i hadn't been to yet. i discovered another outdoor market but it was shutting down because it was 2 by then. i got a baguette though.

which WOULD be nice if my fucking refridgerator was working. i think i saved my cheese and milk and butter in time but i don't know. so now all my stuff is lock away in the staff fridge or something and someone should come fix it tomorrow i hope. the nighttime front desk guy was very helpful though :) and now i think he officially knows my name because he had to write it down a few times. so assuming it's fixed by the evening, i just go get my stuff and i'm all set :)

in the meantime i rearranged my room AGAIN. i really like it now.

ANDDDD I GOT INTERNET IN MY ROOOOMMM!!! so i just have to be careful not to spend too much time there. but right now i'm in the common room so- so far so good :)

missing everyone at home <3