Super-Duper Wacky n' Tacky Euro Adventure

Just getting back from Southwestern France and recovering from the weekend. What a great weekend but what a sore body! Something tells me Aisling feels it even worse. She had just a few more spills than all of us.

Health midterm this morning wasn't so much fun. Neither was French today.

Tim and I agree that just as we were really getting back into our skiing legs. It's such a shame that we had to come back. The beginner's terrain park was especially fun. Only one of the jumps had taken me down. Decided to take my flask as well. Stupid jump.

This pic is from a place called 2Alpes, which is one of the most well-known mountains in the area. Honestly was just OK. Alpe d'Huez, the place we went to on Saturday was much better. Overall though, all the alps are suffering from a big lack of snow. On Thursday Tim and I somehow found ourselves on a route called 'le diable.' You can imagine where this goes. Basically, took us about an hour and a half to get down the damn thing. Including time to fall uncontrolably, stop, and hike the hill back up to retrieve the yard sale. Oy. Anyway, if the crossing area between routes had had enough snow, we might have been able to avoid the ordeal.

Just got the terrible news that my mandatory Carte de Sejour meeting at the local police office will take place during our trip to Strasbourg for our polisci course. I was supposed to take in some serious European parliament action this weekend. Stupid French bureaucracy. Trip to Strasbourg or kicked out of the country? Oh such decisions!

Train ticket to Munich has been bought. Good times.

Word of the day: minute, papillon - easy there, tiger