Oh. My. God. I’m on my Year Abroad. The most important year of my life is actually upon me. Parents and boyfriend have left me, and I’m all alone in a huge flat en
and dad have bought me some food, so I won’t starve just yet, and I’ve finished
So, where am I? Well, I’m living in a town called Melle, which is about halfway down the country in the west. Due to it being closer to the equator than Blighty, I was hoping for a bit of sun before autumn comes, but all it’s done so far since we popped out of the tunnel sous la Manche is rain. And rain.
Here’s a map if you ever fancy dropping by:
Biggest challenge of the day was most definitely cooking dinner with only a pressure cooker and a sundae spoon. It was slow progress, but nonetheless I was sufficiently nourished.
Day 1 survived, check.