What I wanted to say today was... I have a great morning!! I'm eating what is probably one of the best grapefruits I've ever had in my life (watermelon-size) and for some strange reason, people in Bastille are taking it easy and being nice and quiet (no drilling sounds through the window, no screams, just love and a fresh breeze).
Just openend my computer and my only worries of the day are (in order of priority): leave this comfy chair to boil water for a tea, gather all my documents for the Russian visa (will expand after), steal Sam's pictures from Cannes to make a nice post about our weekkend in the Riviera, study for my first final.
I'm going for the tea now that I found inspiritation and come back to get into the Russian story.
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So, my family is going to come "pick me up" in late June-early July and the plan was to make a trip together. We've been talking about it probably since I left, but never got on actually planning the trip. That is until Luci came back from Raleigh and got down to business. The initial plan was to do an eastern Europe trip ("las capitales imperiales"!) but then we realized... ah... who's idea was that? Why did we choose those places? When those questions were asked everyone's answer was "I though YOU wanted to go there" or "I'd love to go but I'm only really going because that was "the plan". So my dear sister found another more exciting alternative... "Hey, why don't we go to Russia!"
Uh... YES! Why don't we!
So we're MAYBE, POSSIBLY going to Russia. We need visas first. Yes, those Russians are tough o the visas, I've been looking at the requirements and gathering documents to take to their embassy here and it'sreally susprised me. Anyway, my mom just sent me an email I decided to leave it to be checked this morning when I was not so sleepy and I'll do that in a second (my guess is it has the documents I asked from her). So the only thing left is my part. Now have to go to the Russian embassy (...), face them in French and plead for a visa (the only give you a one-entry one, and you can't stay longer than a month).
Next on my list is getting the pictures from Cannes. We had a great great weekend there and Sam took a lot of pictures the first day we went to the beach. So I must get my hands onto them in order to write more about it.
SPOILER. Keywords will be: sun, sea, beach (duh)... food (and by that, I mean PIZZA), vin rosé and Karl Lagerfeld.
And now I get to the part when I have to explain why I need to start studying for my exams this early (my first one is Monday).... because Marifer is coming on Friday!!! :) I'm so excited for her coming back now that the weather is noce and we can just chil outside, make a nice picninc, ride bikes and do all the stuff we didn't have time to do when she came for New Years. That'll be my highlight of the week... so studying will be bearable knowing I'm gonna have a lovely visitor during the weekend.
I should post a picture right... It looks nice when I do. Hmm... let me go through my photo library and wee what I can find.
The day we went to Jardin des Plantes and the Mosque
Before that when I took the trash out and Bridge took my picture out our window
The night before we left to Cannes (I think) and we were being normal
Me being cool as usual with the city view from Parc de Belleville
My birthday is in 8 days.. I don't know if it means anything to me, oh no, actually it does, I don't want to turn 22 because being younger is always nicer and easier (after you turn 18 in Costa Rica). 21 was good I wanna stay 21 forever! Not 18, 19 or 20... but 21. Actually 22 doesn't sound bad either. It should be fine, I don't really mind. I'll write more about my birthday later, now I just wanna watch the 6 YouTube videos I've been waiting for hour to load.... damn Parisian wifi it's so bad!
Bisous,
Mile
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