Coming Back to France...

Well I have a goal for this semester.. UPDATE THIS THING!

Last semester I was pretty bad about actually updating my blog, and so most people have probably forgotten about it by now, but I plan to do it this semester. I mean it’s a nice idea. Online journal that everyone can read about what you are doing with your life abroad, but I just get lazy. Oh and put pictures on this thing is a royal hassle. Not a fan of that part. So its not likely that it’ll have much by the way of pictures throughout the semester, but hopefully it’ll actually have entries of some kind.

SO! I’ve decided to come back to France. I think anyone that reads this thing would know that by now, but I thought I’d put it out there.

I’m on my way back now. I’m just sitting in the Minneapolis airport killing time. I have a six and a half hour layover. YAY! What fun.. well I’m surviving. Not a lot can be worse than the bad weather and delays of getting home before Christmas.

I just took a little nap though, and I’m sitting at some cushy chairs by the moving sidewalk, kinda watching people go by, but mostly just working on crocheting a scarf. Well a woman with her husband and baby just walked by, looked at me and said “We didn’t make it.” Like I’m supposed to have a clue what in the world she is talking about and why she is telling me. Well I’m assuming she didn’t make her plane, but I just woke up. Huh?

People watching is definitely better in other airports. There aren’t too many people going by, and they are all pretty normal. Blah. Stupid Minnesota with normal looking people. I NEED ENTERTAINMENT.

I’ve not got a lot to say for the time being, so I think I’ll leave you be. There is a good chance the only person reading this is my grandma. So HI GRANDMA! Hope all is well :)