Listening to Renan Luce...

My host gave me lots of good variété française artist suggestions and listening to the French music helps me deal with my separation from France. I'm feeling sluggish and too warm. However, now I have a vast bank of memories that I can revisit any time of the day and smile and relive the moment. Like when I fell in the mud at UTT and subsequently spent 30 minutes in the bathroom cleaning myself off (I learned the word for mud that day-la boue). I laugh when I think about how even though we were practically half-conscious during the daytime due to lack of sufficient sleep, Lara and Malia cracked jokes nonetheless while Amy perfected her "Sous le pont Mirabeau" rap.

I'm pretty glad I chose to come to USC because if I hadn't then I never would have met all the people I did in France nor would I have visited Troyes at all. The city radiates the true France that is not as apparent in Paris, and it makes me happy that the French still preserve and adore their culture despite the changing world. It seems like they live in a dream. Well, the grass is always greener on the other side. What a fantastic trip!!!!!! peace out

----Katherine Lott