Not being deterred by the traumatic encounter at the SNCF boutique the week before, I was back to visit dear old Brigette last monday in order to purchase an aller-retour to Lyon. Luckily this time it all took place without a screaming banshee blocking the only exit. The ticket-buying process wasn't nearly as exciting though, it must be said ( Read more... )

I started writing the subject for this entry in view of the obvious fact that I haven't written anything in AGES and whatdyaknow? It turns into a Led Zepplin lyric ( Read more... )

Despite having been in France for 2 months I'm still finding it tricky with adjusting to some of the finer details of everyday life ( Read more... )

The worst thing to happen this week was the fact that September arrived ( Read more... )

Getting locked out of your appartment when you live with someone called The Elusive Frenchman is a bit of a problem ( Read more... )

Buenas tardes ( Read more... )

So, this girl is no longer homeless, & is now just another annoying English ladee strutting around in the south of France, complete with poor french, a slightly dodgy accent & an inability to cross the road without looking like a complete tourist (sometimes its best to just close your eyes & run, traffic lights may well have been an Anglophone ( Read more... )

So then ( Read more... )

As I was walking the long way home last night it struck me that it feels like I never left Madrid & just kept going until I got here. Its so strange. And it definitely feels like I've been here more than a week or so. Mais tant pis ( Read more... )

It's been quite a week... but I'm here, perfectly fine and well and not half as grumpy as I was before I left. So let me try to begin ( Read more... )