Best. Day. Evah.

So my train back to Bordeaux left Paris at 7:28 this morning, which meant in order to get down there in time to board peacefully and take two metros and check out, I had to get up at 5:45.

I was really paranoid about this, because that is the earliest I have gotten up since I left MURICA.  I set two alarms in case I missed the first one, and thought about making Kammie call me at her 11pm, but then I realized I probably wouldn't hear that either.

All my worrying was for naught, because someone else got up to leave at 4:45, and I was up about the whole time until I had to get up because the lockers underneath the beds squeak something awful.  I'm sure everyone else in the room really appreciated her squeaking and then mine an hour later.

I didn't get lost in any of the stations getting back to Montparnasse, and that was awesome.  I decided I wanted to eat a sandwich, and I went to Paul within the station to get one.  Unfortunately, I didn't put it together that it was 7 in the morning, and that they had not made all the sandwiches yet.  I asked the guy for whatever sandwich was made.  I still don't really know what was on it--I think sausage--but I ate it.

I got on the train and THIS was my seat mate:

That's right--NO ONE!!!  No one sat next to me!!  And my legs are the perfect length for the seats, so I stretched out the whole time.  I read a book, took an hour long nap, ate a snack, and practiced my German all from the comfort of two seats bahahhahahahhaaha.

(dis me chillin)

Then I got back to my apartment after going out the wrong side of the station, taking the wrong road, and being so very hungry, all without looking at my map because it was not set for Bordeaux and I had no internet.  It was actually quite lucky.  Did you know the Aquitaine basketball league is based in Bordeaux right near me?  I didn't, but I walked past a building that said that today.  Looked kinda dinky for basketball players though.

ANYWAYS, I checked my mail, and I had not just a letter from Mrs. Connerly (thank you so much omg I loved it!!!!) but also a note that said I had a letter to pick up from the reception desk.

I went to the man (from whom I had just bought laundry tokens) and he handed me a package from Madisonnnnnnnnnnn!  It had a unicorn coloring book (and a new mixtape which I've listened to like 3 times now) and I spent the rest of the day coloring and recouping from my journey.  Well, and writing this.  And buying groceries.  And eating.  And doing dishes (ok I haven't done that yet).  And deleting all my old emails to clear out my Wartburg inbox.  Who realized the Juice sends out that much?