Don't even try to pretend you aren't jealous.

I got back to Villers-Cotterêts early yesterday afternoon, after seeing Sara off on her plane. As good as it feels to be back at the lycée again, that's how depressing it feels to think about how soon I'll have to leave. But when life gives Rebecca problems, she eats goat cheese, and she's going to have some as soon as she finishes this entry.

Anyway, our trip was wonderful and exhausting. Please see this entry by makebeliever for a much better recap than I could ever write. The only thing we didn't do, it occured to me just after she left, was have our pictures taken in a photobooth. I've been meaning to post some pictures since we got back yesterday, but instead I made a YouTube video and went grocery shopping. I had no groceries or clean clothes when I got back, and I still need to do my laundry tomorrow. And think up something to do with my classes next week.

While on our trip, I finally started reading that big old novel Rebecca, by Daphne du Maurier. Sara brought it with her to read on the trip, but I stole it from her. I think the plot moves at a snail's pace, or maybe even slower than that, but I'm still enjoying it. Du Maurier's writing style is something you can get lost in; the world she writes about is so foreign, but the way she conveys the narrator's feelings is so personal. Anyway, it's certainly made me like my name more; when I was a little girl, I hated my name because I never knew any other Rebeccas. Then around the time I got to high school, I started liking it for the exact same reason. (95% of the girls in my high school were named Kate, Katie, Ashley, or Amanda. I am not kidding.)

And now onto what everyone really wants to see ... pictures! There are only a few right now, but I'll try to post more later. 

( Some Big Pictures )