Thursday, April 8, 2010

Your foot starts slipping and before you know it you've fallen.

I leave for Paris in the morning. I've been at Chateau Ribgnac now for 7 weeks. I can't really describe my life here in great detail; its hard to describe something so lovely. I've been really happy. I guess I can compare it to a perfect summer fling; you can't really mourn the loss of it because it was short lived but you notice its absence, you miss it's scents, it's warmth. It marked your shoulders with freckles, it marked you...
...In other, less corny words, the chateau has scribbled all over my existence. I've had about 147 cups of tea, 28 bars of chocolate and watched 14 different shows about dinosaurs. I've also accumulated 9 new shirts, a lovely dress suit and a vintage floral dress. The most important thing, however, is the friends that I've made. Such wonderful people here. I've been invited to come back next summer and nanny ..and
...I can bring a friend...

You lot can start fighting over who is coming with me now if you want.