Less than 40 days left, oh my.

I will be back home in less the 40 days, approximately a month, barely a complete lunar cycle. One or two more posts and this blog will retire. I will continue to write, on my other blog, things thoughts and other things. This post has no direction, or purpose, just a little mental (now digital) post-it note, to mark the current moment in my adventure.

Let's see, I moved out of my apartment and am currently crashing at my cousin's place in Lyon dans le 8ieme (she's technically my second cousin, but who cares?, and she's pretty much just a friend now. I don't need to use the cousin link). She's gone for a few weeks, off on a vacation with her boyfriend and his family. So I got the place to myself, which is sweet. There's this great little court/back yard on the ground floor, perfect for some hoop sessions. Ah! She bought hoop makings, I got her hooked. Proud of myself, and stoked I finally have a hoop buddy in France.

What else? I will be seeing one more country before I head back. Norway! I have these two linguistics friends from UCSC who are in Europe this month. They spent about five days with me and we had a great time. Talked linguistic theory, dad-jokes, watched movies, toured Lyon (it is nice being the tour guide and not the tourist. More pride), ate great food, all in better company. They even helped me move out, what else are friends are for, right? It was really great seeing them; I'll be joining them for one more adventure in Oslo.

Anything else? I am going to miss my cool neighbor (not the crazy one. I will most definitely not miss that fucker). The neighbor who lived across the way, what a more than super nice guy. Tout les apéros ensemble, les repas, les cafés, la fête à Laval à Lyon, les plusieurs fois qu'il m'avait amèné à l'aéroport et récupéré ...

And of course, I am going to miss my family too. It has been great getting to know them, now the names and faces aren't just vague or from photographs, but from actual memories. Without them, I wouldn't have been able to leave that terrible au-pair job in Grenoble; without them, I wouldn't have found that office job, that apartment, that confidence, all of it.

Merci beaucoup la famille, les amis, et la France!