Well, Milan was pretty sweet. We had a nice place, saw the sights and partied a bit. All was not kosher though, not only I forgot my camera and didn’t get any pictures but I also forgot my passport which made boarder crossing rough. I wasn’t arrested or anything, but it was interesting trying to explain to the Italians that I was not an American immigrate.

Anyways back here in France things are starting to wrap up. Finals and such should start up soon. However things are still really unorganized. It’s hard to think about it, every time I do, I get frustrated and depressed. It seems like academically I haven’t learned anything other then some basic French. I’m watching this movie “Flyboys”, it’s about this small group of American soldiers that have to learn how to fly airplanes from the French. It’s strangely similar to our situation.

I gotta run for now,