The view from my window. It angles up so all I can see are the chimneys and the dark sky full of stars.
Walking down the old cobblestone roads and smelling the smoke coming from the chimneys above.
Several gardens within walking distance.
Christine - my host mom. When I was making tortillas today it turned out to look like the continent of Africa. I was like "Sorry for the African looking tortilla." She always makes me feel good about myself and with her adorable Irish accent she responds "Oh that's ok, we luv continents."
Walking everywhere.
The French people in general.
My schedule (most things happen in the evening so I can sleep in and work late).
Technology! I can talk on Skype or on my Magic Jack to Kyle, my parents, or whoever, whenever (well when we're both awake and home at the same time that is.)
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