Wednesday, August 31, 2011

I am so going to be poor when I get back

Yesterday, I went with my host sister and mom to Lille (that's in France) to go shopping for my new sister's first day of school.  I didn't buy anything, but for the first time in my life, I'm considering buying shoes over fifty euros.  I won't even tell you how much they are, but I want them so badly. 

But it's not just the shoes that are expensive here.  Everything is plus cher.  I'm going shopping for myself tomorrow witht he other exchange girls in my town, and I want to buy everything.   It's so cute and way different (in subtle ways, though, so a fashionablly insensitive person wouldn't notice.)

I've written a lot of letters and postcards, but I've only sent a few.  The rest are sitting on my desk in my room.

The other day, I went to the most magical music experience of my life.  It was in a little town, in the park around a castle, and people walked through the gardens and hedge labyrinth listening to little orchestras play.  It was wonderful.  I wish I could say something deeper, but the effect was indiscribable.  You'll just have to go yourself.

After that, I went to the 20th anniversary party of my host parents best friends.  There were at least two hundred people and more than a bottle of champagne for each.  There was food and dancing, and I met some new friends, dance with people I didn't know, and was asked the same three questions numerous times.  Where do you come from?  Why did you chose Belgium?  How long have you been here? 

We didn't leave until 6 in the morning.  I was suprised that I could dance so long (though, thinking about it, it was probably the gelatto keeping me going).  We returned in the late morning and helped clean up and ate the left over bread for lunch. 

I miss English.  I'm already finding it harder to write, and I read everything I brought with me, including the super-cheesey romance novel my friends sent with me as a gag gift.  I try reading in French, but It's difficult, and I always have to look up words.  It's work, and I don't want to have to work when I want to read. 

All in all, having a great time.  I miss my friends more than my family, and my pets a whole ton, including my bonsai tree.  I almost bought myself one in Lille, since they were well groomed and reasonably priced, but I don't have any of my wires or training stuff here, not to mention I can't take it home.  Maybe I'll leave it with my favorite family...

Enough about me gabbering on about squandering my wealth.  (I'm going to buy myself a new phone as well).  My birthday is in ten days, and I am really hoping for something from back home.  Like Reeses Peanut Butter Cups or crushed red peppers. 

à bientot!

G.

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