I keep forgetting I'm in France and looking out a door and seeing France and being a little surprised to see it. 19 more days. 2 and a half weeks.

Being in this town reminds me of Asheville. Just the landscape though. It makes me miss the reasons why I love Asheville so much. I can eat as much cheese and bread as I want, but I can't enjoy them with people I'm going to know for forever. I'm going to be in Marseilles this weekend. I don't know what to do for my last two weeks in France. I'll eat some Mediterranean fish and swim in the sea, but besides that, I have no clue.

See everybody soon!