Well, hello world. It’s been a good… almost three four?? months now since I’ve blogged?
Lots of things have happened. Lots of things.
I went home for Christmas. Started dating a French guy who also happened to be my best friend in this small town. Celebrated my birthday in Tours. Stopped dating the French guy. (Lesson: don’t date French guys) I had a virus/the flu/who knows what and took full advantage of being covered by French healthcare. Went to Romania where there was the worst winter storm ever (in March mind you), went home to the United States for some emergency R&R, and then went back to France just in time to start work again.
It was certainly a whirlwind.
I’m sorry I haven’t blogged. I’ve honestly been in such a creative slump with all of the drama going on.
Because let’s be real: small towns wherever they are have 100x more drama than any city.
Maybe it’s all just extra dramatic because it’s French?
So I have right about 48 days left in this country. Is there anything you’d like me to blog about during that time? Throw some ideas at me.
Flooding the World 
I’m sorry about the French guy. You probably won’t remember his name in a few years. But I’m sure that doesn’t help now. It looks as though you’re in good spirits and staying positive. So, maybe next time, try Italian. Italian men have always seemed interesting in spite of their rumored attachment to their mothers.
Did you end up spreading the art and discipline of yoga to small town France?
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Thanks Amber.
I have taught some yoga classes here at the gym! Unfortunately, the gym owner has been completely against putting up any sort of advertising for the class so most people don’t know it happens. It’s odd. But I have taught yoga in French!
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