Allo?....

Time has passed quickly, a month has gone by and we're another month into the season of Winter. Those 815 lectures are going to be more unforgiving now that the mornings are as black as night when we wake.
The Toussaint holidays have passed without much note, apart from a friend's 21st celebrations, new friends made, old friends reconciled, and of course more euros frittered away on alcohol.

On Wednesday I will have been in France for nine weeks, and the time has flown - and I seem to have done very little work - which I bet will have to change in the coming weeks as I face a CIREFE exam on Wednesday evening *sigh*, the subject of which is yet unknown.

It seems strange that I have already passed the halfway mark in my time here in France, and I have only but just over six weeks left until I fly home for Christmas. Time, which in advance seems to stretch beyond horizons, passes as if it were a fleeting glimpse. It's probably related to my perception of time, which errs on the side of being lacking.

One hope is that France as a country returns to normal from now on. Strikes are slightly amusing at best, heinously inconvenient at their worst. Even the students take to the streets and , in our case, blockaded our University for an entire week. So for a few unlucky few, including myself, that blew our chances of getting our learning agreement faxed back home. So we missed out on our Erasmus Grant money , and have had to wait two weeks until now - and now hopefully tomorrow I will manage to get it signed :D hooray.

Is it sad that I've started to think of meals I would die for when I get home? Bangers and mash with onion gravy is top of my list. Christmas is really not that far away.

L