Lisieux... for a second time.

So I was thinking on my flight to France that I probably should start blogging again, if for nothing else, to keep with the tradition of recording my time away from Spokane. I am effing exhausted. I just spent 22 hours traveling, and have been awake for 26 hours. And I still have at least two hours left before I will let myself go to bed. Ugh. But I’m here... and that’s the important part. The Dramamine I took did make me intensely sleepy, but it wasn’t enough to cause me to actually sleep. Instead I just kept my eyes shut and rested a lot... which was better than nothing I guess.

It was crazy to me how as I walked up to the gate in Dallas and started hearing people converse in French, I couldn’t help but smile and feel oddly at home. I can’t quite explain the connection i feel with France really... but as I’ve been through Paris and arrived in Lisieux, I still have that warm familiar feeling that a part of me belongs here. Exactly the same as how I felt about arriving here last year... and I have been wondering for the last few weeks if it would be the same. Anywhoo... seeing as how my batterie is almost dead and my brain’s not too far behind, I’m going to end here. But this is me attempting to promise myself to resurrect Journey of Matter... we will see how it goes.