can't sleep

Aside from the above (which isn't really news), the week has been a mix of extreme laziness and extreme busyness. Yesterday, I took a day trip to Burgundy (which I didn't realize was the English version of Bourgogne until about an hour before we left) where I ate mustard, spice bread, and admired very beautiful (and expensive) bottles of wine. Dijon was the main stop, a small but charming town that takes the owl (chouette in French) as it's mascot. One of my friends met a very friendly woman on the train who invited us to her place for lunch. See, French people are almost ridiculously nice!

Anyway, I woke up in alarm yesterday after realizing that I never told my host family I'd be out of town for dinner last night. Blogging is a way for me to put off going down to apologize, even though I know they won't be hard on me or anything. I just don't like doing things wrong, but I'm just going to have to take a deep breath, suck it up, and do it.