France. What can I say about Saint-Etienne, France. I haven't been doing very many touristy things. Many of my days have been spent watching movies, cleaning the apartment, and preparing good French meals with my host, Sylvain, and his girlfriend, Pauline. We chat and work on our laptops, read books, sift through magazines, sing songs, play with the cat, or watch the guinea pig freak out over the lettuce leaves we sometimes share with him. We've been out to fancy and not-so-fancy restaurants, climbed at a nearby crag, attended a football game (GO GREENS!), travelled to a nearby city to climb a plugged volcano (!!!), and most recently danced the night away at a costume party for Sylvain's brother's wedding reception. After two months of intense travel, being in Saint-Etienne is more than a relief: I feel like home here.
There's something fantastic about cultivating friendships and staying with friends abroad. Unlike most hostel or hotel experiences, staying with a friend ensures both an intimacy with
There's something fantastic about cultivating friendships and staying with friends abroad. Unlike most hostel or hotel experiences, staying with a friend ensures both an intimacy with
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