Had hugeeeeee blisters on my feet this morning from a long walk home in pjamas, dr martens and no socks. I looked beaut. Couldn’t walk so I didn’t go to school.

Ended up doing a bit of at home surgery on my self with the help of a kitchen knife and some antiseptic, and went into the city for a bit.

Bought some carambars for a friend and my french class, bought some Nutella with these weird stick things (you can’t get them in aus) for Nicole.

Bought a beautiful, quirky, big calendar for my parents. It’s a map of France and written in French and the dates are different because it’s made for France… but it will look good hanging on the wall!

Came home, ate too much, planned my vegan diet for the first week that I arrive home then went for a walk/run. I am a really, really bad runner. I find it so uncomfortable and detestable. I’d love to learn to love it and do a half marathon or something one day. 

Stopped off at the cemetery on the way home. Had been meaning to have a look at it since I got here. 

Tomorrow is my last day here and I don’t know how to feel. I think Amandine and I are going out with her dad to a fondue restaurant tomorrow night, then a half way around the world trip, starting at 5:30 the next morning. Not looking forward to 28 hours of travelling.