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 France
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| My flat |
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.
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