Sigh.

To all my loyal readers (slash people with so much time on their hands they actually bothered to come back here even though I haven’t posted in a month), and a special shout out to anyone who was trying to do legitimate research on the internet and keeps getting blogs in their google searches.
How is everyone?
So okay, no I haven’t been blogging even though I claim I am in my email signature. But I have very good reasons and excuses, most of which involve me complaining about not having the internet. I cant be bothered updating you on where else I went. I’ll save that for when I have an assignment due. Instead, here is what I’m doing now, by which I mean last week when I wrote the following somewhere in my computer:

So I am in Orléans (France), which is where I’ll be living and going to uni for the next 6 months. I’m living on campus in a studio, which is pretty neat. Neat in an arranged sense also, because it’s hard for a room to get messy when you only have 55 + 10 litres of belongings.

It is exceptionally cold. Apparently it’s the coldest winter in a long while. This morning it was -10 degrees. Make no mistakes, that’s a minus before the 10 there. (I think that makes a difference of about 45 degrees between here and Sydney?) It snowed on Monday which was my first day on campus. So everything is white. And slippery. But amazing. The campus lake is frozen over and the campus forest is A FOREST ON CAMPUS.

Some other great things about France are: pastries, dubbed old tv shows that played in Australia about 10 years ago, weird keyboards, trams every 8 minutes.

Things I didn’t realize I would miss include: real milk, English breakfast (the meal, not the tea), driving, wearing skirts, coffee (only because there’s no café within 2 metres of here), garbage collectors (they’re on strike).

My place is basically next to the arts building, and just as close on the other side is the tram stop and the local shops. So I basically don’t need to go anywhere ever. I’ve started taking the stairs instead of the elevator so that I don’t get deep vein or something.

The people at Orléans uni are probably the nicest people I’ve ever met. I’d heard horrendous things about French administration and bureaucracy, but apparently they’re doing everything for / with us.. from showing us exactly how to enroll to helping us open a bank account and lending us plates. It’s pretty sweet. I would even say tubular.

So yeah if anyone got somehow directed here because they’re planning on coming to Orléans on exchange, feel free to read on for potential handy tips slash reassurances.

Bai4now