I Raise my Glass...Or Can, as the case may be

Cheers. To Avignon, to France, to all the friends i've made here. Cheers to going home. I raise my massive can of Kronenbourg that i bought five minutes ago in the gas station down the street from my house. Here's to you.

I think i'm finally ready, mostly because of friends and beach. That doesn't mean i want to go, it just means i'm ready. I'm kinda stressing out about the whole travelling aspect of it, just because i have only an hour-ish layover in each place. That just makes me nervous.

I'm pretty much all packed. I'm pretty sure one of my suitcases is over the weight limit, but i refuse to care. I'll pay the extra money. Whatever.

I made cookies with Danielle on Wednesday. It was one of my greatest experiences here. It was so much fun, she's so amazing. She let me borrow an apron, and we were bustling around the kitchen...she's so adorable. She also taught me how to make this amazing coconut flan, so be expecting that at the beach next to rachel's famous fudge.

I'll see my parents tomorrow, then the rest of you sometime in the next two weeks. Crazy.

bientôt, mes chéries

me