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Bonjour ma petite bloggers!

Never one to be idle for too long, I write this from a table on the pavement outside my hotel in Srasbourg, France. I’m taking a quick long weekend before heading to university for some more serious study. I hope you are all suitably jealous.

I think as I get older I’m mellowing. When I was younger I never really saw the point of holidays – I got bored walking around hundreds of cold churches, I got bored sitting in the sun for too long, and I’ve never really been a shopping fan. However, I must admit I quite enjoy the whole ‘tourist’ thing nowadays.

I admit to be slightly ill prepared for this trip. I forgot to actually do any research on the city. It was a big shock for me to drive over the Germany – France border and find myself in Strasbourg – who knew it was so close to the German town of Kehl? I also didn’t know it had a beautiful river area known as ‘Petit-France’. It’s all so pitoresque it makes me a little sick.

Of course, I did google ‘gay Strasbourg’ to ensure I didn’t miss anything exciting.

Ma francais est tres out of practise. I’m sure I’m offending the locals merrily with my pigeon attempts, but at least I’m trying. I did get an A* at GCSE, it’s just amazing how quickly one forgets it all. Or perhaps, how irrelevant the French you learn in school really is in everyday life. (I have not once been asked about how to keep fit.)

So yes, I won’t make you think I’m sad enough to write loads when I’m meant to be relaxing.

Au Revoir….

PS. Don’t worry, I’ll be dropping the phoney French accent at the airport.