these french just keep on pouring the alcohol…
Bonjour from Paris! Well, a suburb to the south of Paris. I finally got here, and since I arrived, it’s been constant kissing, hugging, and clinging on to me. That sounds cute but the kids actually WON’T leave me alone. I played with them for hours and then told them that I was going to my room to sleep because I didn’t feel well, and they followed me.
I’ll have to write more about my first day in the morning, because I can’t fight the jetlag and sleep deprivation anymore.
I had wine with dinner, and my host dad was like “yeah it was a gift to me, it has really high alcohol content it’s really good try it” and then he poured me like 2 shots worth of some rum type alcohol. I’m kind of terrible at writing right now