It may be the most frustrating thing in the entire world to kind of speak three foreign languages. It basically gives people the impression that you can speak their language when in all actuality you can not. It also makes scanning your brain for the right word next to impossible as the word in a different language inevitably presents itself and then your brain becomes so fixated on that word and that language that it can not recover. There have been moments when I've had to speak Spanish or Italian to circumvent the fact that I don't speak French. It is incredibly taxing.
To that end, I've decided to go to Spain tomorrow. When I leave here I am going straight to the train station to purchase my ticket... I already booked my sleeping arrangements. I wanted to stay in Lyon a bit longer but the weather turned frigid today very unexpectedly so I think I will head further south. After two days in Barcelona I will go to Avignon in time for my appointment and finish my travels by meandering through Provence and finally to Switzerland.
I miss everyone very much and hope all is well back home. I also want to note that I have officially stopped having what I affectionately call wait-mares... or waitressing nightmares. Thank God!!
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If you take the subway to the Jaumel stop. There is a patiseria on the ground floor of the Hotel Suiza that is pretty awsome. It is also 2 blocks from St. Joseph's market on La Rambla that may be the greatest place in the world.
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