yay for procrastination

YoLong time no decent update.I have half an hour - probabaly a little more coz recréation is always a bit late. I went over to Montpellier the other day and I just had to tell you guys about the pub we visited there.Fanny, Nico, Yannick and I headed over there a Sunday evening with the intention of having dinner there and going ice-skating. I liked this idea coz everytime I go out with them on a Sunday we end up home late and I have to get up at 6:30am Monday mornings so Caryn doesn't like lateSunday nights. Had dinner at a nice restaurant there called La Cuba but half way through we realised that, being Sunday and in the south of France everything is closed on a Sunday or closes really early, that the ice-skating rink had already closed. Fanny suggested going to a "bar de dance" which is like a nightclub but opens earlier and closes earlier so you don't have to wait around til midnight before it gets any good. Nico suggested a bar called The Australian so of course I was all up to see what this place would look like.It was hilarious. There were Aussie flags up all over the walls. I big-ass map of Australia. Lots of "wallaby/kangaroo/wombat crossing" signs. Right in the middle of the dance floor was your typical outback dunny complete with sign. The toilets were for Sheilas and Blokes and they even had VBs in the fridge. Although they ruined it by having shitloads of Fosters in there too. All the Americans have asked me if we all drink Fosters in Australia. Apparently the slogan over there is "Fosters - Australian for beer". I told them no one drinks that stuff - it's mostly for exporting purposes. Anyway the music was good and the cocktails were excellent. It wasn't on the menu but I got them to make me Black Russians which I had been missing before then. Can barelyfind Kahlua anywhere in this damb country, and vokda and lemonade just gets boring after a while. Needless to say Caryn didn't get much sleep that night before school the next day. At least I wasn't hungover. Mondays are my longest days with my most hated classes - I don't think I could take being hungover too. So yeah the bar was cool and it was good timing because it was the Sunday just after Australia Day so I kind of got to do some Australia Day celebrating. Nice sence of continuity.First day back at school today after the "winter holidays". Meh. Been fine so far except the annoying teacher still annoys me; go figure. I have to make a really huge update soon, about not only Italy and my birthday but actually go into a bit of detail about my trip to the Cote d'Azur too - Nice, Marseille, etc. But it's long, and I keep putting it off and the more I put it off, the more time passes, more things happen and the the long post slowly gets even longer. It's a horrid cycle.Yeah so its 10:30 and recréation should be over soon (read: in about ten mintues when the teacher gets up and calls the kids in, strange sometimes not having automated cells) so I should probably go get my shit together for class. I plan to write again soon, prob in a few chunks, about my other trips just to keep people updated on my oh so terribly interesting life.Ah I hear kids...