I'm running on 2.5 hours of sleep so this one will probably be quick.
Nantes is wicked cool. A really weird place where odd encounters and new friends are de rigueur. I recommend it as a student destination for studying. Great hospitality. Where else my friends can you buy TWO giant pain au chocolats for the price of 2 euros. Where else can you buy dictionnaires d'amour (biligue?)? Where else can you take the tram until 12h30, and then again starting at 4 am? Where else do you find saxophone and accordion duets daily?
Perhaps other places, but Nantes is still awesome.
Currently habitating with the grandparents for the weekend. Nice and quiet. We spent the afternoon spotting poisonous mushrooms ("want a shroomsie for the digestion?") and bickering over how many desserts we could eat before we were officially spoiled.
No matter what number you pick, we are spoiled. Life with the grandparents once again is a constant tug between being pampered and being told to go pick carrots in the rain. They have the good cop bad cop thing down pat.
AND THE CUDDLES. Oh, I could wax lyrical. I've never been so well cuddled in my life. Got some in with my english speaking friends last night/this morning (whenever we made it home) but nothing beats a grandparent hug.
Nothing.
And may I just say to Alex that I win this round?
Favorite quote of the evening:
V: I'm going to sing you a sexy lullaby now.
J: I don't want a lullaby thanks.
V: Even a sexy one?
J: Good night.
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