Avignon

Ive finally made it to Avignon, but I cant find the apostrophe on this computer. Bear with me. We had a last minute switch at Mont St Michel, in the sense that since the Friday morning train to Paris was completely full, we had to return Thursday night, thus paying for a night both at our sweet country hostel at Mont St Michel and a room in maybe the most ghetto hotel in Paris. Financially, the first week of the trip has been a disaster. Live and learn, and then spend a lot less money. Mont St Michel was really cool I thought. I cannot post photos, but know that it was mind blowing. The past few days, my French skills have been improving exponentially I feel. Its good to speak it and not look like an idiot American all the time. This morning I took the sweetest train ever from Paris to Avignon. It was a double decker TGV, which is the French high speed train. Some 200 kilometers an hour it goes. Im now on the solo part of my trip. Avignon, the medieval home of the popes, is quite beautiful. Provence in general is quite beautiful. So right.

It makes me feel like Ive finally achieved a great sense of study abroad-ness when its no big deal to train back to Paris for the night. Either that or Im becoming jaded. Who knows. A relatively relaxing 2 days awaits in Avignon, then off to meet Kevin, Hilary, and Brandon in Nice. It will be nice to see them all again. I cant type on this computer. Au revoir!