what is the bunnies motto... don't be on Sam's plate?

       Guys sometimes I love France. Sometimes I am not as funny as my sister thinks. Once I had to eat rabbit for dinner and all I could think about was thumper running through the woods. I like it here but I don't like the smelly people, or that the water makes me sick... I like that everything is so darn beautiful all the time. But no one that I know here understands my sarcasm. There is a drink here called orangina and I cant help but think that it is some kind of nasty disease, but it actually taste tres bien. Sometimes I think I must have some kind of an accent because even French people who speak Anglais don't understand me when I speak. It is hard to not pronounce the end letters in all French words.. Like Parler no it is not what you think, PARLEH, is the correct pronunciation. It is funny when all of us from USU talk about our host families, we all say "My lady does this...." and when someone calls "their lady" by name we all kind of get confused. I like to pretend that I enjoy the beautiful song of the birds outside my window but at 4 am it's not so pretty. The "noctibus" aka night bus is sketch mania at 11 pm beware that you may miss your stop and be wandering around town for way longer than necessary and be praying for direction and safety the entire time. I have discovered food here that when I come back I may not be able to give up: Bueno bars, anything Kinder for that matter, MAXI crocs, those 0,91 centime chips that are always so tasty,  pain au chocolat, nutella, coca cola with real sugar, miel pops, and of course crepes. "my lady" is really great and kind, but she rarely understands a word out of my mouth. She is a great cook though. My French teacher is terrible and I cry cause she gets me so confused. Also I realize that I have had terrible luck on this trip, but I always end up laughing with my friends about it anyway. I wish it would stop raining so I could enjoy the Film Festival, even though it is in Francais. To me a French speaking cartoon is enough entertainment in itself. I am experiencing things like: taking a shower sitting down, warm milk, two faucets one for chaud (hot) one for froid (cold), deer in head lights look "i do not understand a word you just said", crazy Brazilian woman in my class, Australian accents, well just accents in general that cause you to be confused even when you are speaking the same language, a blue color that literally takes your breath away and makes you want to run naked into the lake with all you have, frizzy hair and a broken straightener, no dryer or disposal, not enough deodorant,too much smoking, too many dogs, and French church (the church is the same no matter where you are) :)  France has made me laugh, cry, exhausted, confused, happy, excited, cold, hot, lonely, blissful. I feel like as the days go on I love it more and more. I know I will feel the same even after I am home, Eating Texas Roadhouse with my sister, Trevour, Cam and whoever else, drinking an ICE cold Dr.Pepper. I love this experience. I love this city, this country. I hope I learn the language....
Bonne Journee all.
je t'aime
S

Really these pictures do not even do this place justice... It is too beautiful to even capture in a picture.

 This is a castle. 

Cameron, this picture is for you. I see Audi's all the time... nice ones.