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The pictures of the night that follows.

Okay!!!

hehehehehehe

So mom and I went out to dinner at this very lovely cafe, while Emma and dad went to have chinese...in France?????

Anyway hehehehe Mom got me "as the British put it" totaly sloshed. hahaha.

So here I am wish to have a long tipsy chat lol with one of my bestested friends and no one is on...I mean flippen heck what could you all be doing at 4:30 at night? besides having a boring life with out moi.

Oh well.....I'll look at this in the morning and huh lol I don't really know actually! we'll wait till then but don't worry I'll let you know how one reacts to oneself being drunk on the following morning that one views oneself on. hahahaha lord did that make any sense??? If so hahaha I could only do it whilest sloshed.

oh me oh my!

How I wish someone was here to share this splended night with me, I'm about to go to bed and not be kept awake by dear papa's snoring; for the wine has't made be a touch droopy in the eyelids. hehehehe

okay okay! I'll say farewell, to all my friends...I think are swell.

Farewell swell friends, "just around the river bend...I look once more just around the river bend..."

Wow okay goodnight...

Market Day In Saumur

It's Market Day,

And the whole square which is located one block from our hotel, was abundant with people of all ages and generational clashes. Which became clear when I walked up to an elder french speaking woman selling homemade bread, (it looked and smelled soooo good) and realized she was texting on her cell phone. I recieved alot of questionable glanzes following my outburst of random laughter.

I was however, very amazed at the presentation of it all; the endless time and effort the local sellers contributed towards their stands, and for only a once aweek morning bring and buy.

It was beautiful though all the colors and smells and personalities.

Baskets piled high with gawdy jewlery, and watches, racks upon racks of interesting bright colored clothes, and tables containing fish, chicken, rabbit, crabs, rice, bread etc..

I snaped picture after picture hoping to somehow capture the mood of the scene that was being played for me.

Walking farther down one of the many narrow yet charming allies I came across a man selling chickens and ducks.

I was bent over one of the cages petting a baby duck when this fat couple waddle up and buy three baskets of ducks for their dinner. Maybe if they ate less duck they wouldn't waddle so much the nasty meanies.

Anyway being the animal lover that I am (hehehehe yes i really did) bought one of the poor babies. (hahaha I wish I had my camra ready so I could have my dads facial exmression on paper)

Unfortunatly mom sided with dad (typical) and I could not keep my new pet (surprise surprise). The poor little duck.

So I returned to the hotel to start working on my school work; which, naturally means I'm online sharing my days eventful and never dull situations via The Blog.

Hope everyone is having just as many funfilled adventures as I am!

Confusing Emotions

Okay.

I really am trying to enjoy myself.

I don't understand how I can go from being interested one minute to apprehensive another?

I feel like a ship that has lost it's anchor.

But I am determinded to stay in the positive mindset that I left with. I have a feeling that once we get to Italy and settled in I will feel much better, I will actually have a closet(I hope anyway) so that I don't have to unpack my suitcase everytime I need an outfit. hehehe! I sent out post cards today, damn expensive buggers those stamps.

Oh..Katie (hehehe) I thought of you the other day when this old English man came up and started conversing with me; Even though he was old as soon as he spoke I became weak kneed. lol so I can't wait to see you over here.

Okay..I'm starving so I'll share more laters.

Ciao

The Interesting Begining!

Not soon after settleing on the plane did Emma who I had the pleasure of sitting next to, begin her tummy sickness act.

After 30min of trying to distract her from her self-absorbtion, the plane's entertainment (aka Movies) became available.

Might I just say "The Last Sameri" was very interesting (oh yeah I sooo could not sleep)

After landing and locating the belt thingy that our suit-cases where on, I ~Ha-ha sooo not funny~ fall over trying to lift one of my many bags off the belt. In so doing caused a domino effect on the surrounding travelers bags. (classic leave it to Abbey move)

Once all the bags where loaded onto each other we headed for the train that would connect us to London Central and our hotel(if you can call it that).

So as we all ran down the platform towards the train which just happened to be the last one running that day, Emma decided she could no longer pull her bags; so being the best sister ever took on her bags as well making a grand total of 7 bags.

Ordering Emma to run and catch up with mom and dad I struggled to make the train.

Throwing myself and the 7 bags into the first car became seperated from the others.

I wouldn't have minded so much where it not for the looks of utter emusment/prejudice I had the pleasure of obtaining.

Thankfully there was a nice man who took pity on a poor girl and helped me collect the scattered bags. Then at our stop, I again through the bags and myself off the train barely missing the gaping hole of death between the train and the platform.

Ahh! The in my opinion not even 1/2 star rated hotel. By the time I was done pulling, lugging, cursing, kicking, and lothing the bags up to the third floor which don't ask me how took 6 flights of stairs to reach(!!!!!!) I passed out on a bed consisting of nothing but old, sharp, hard, and loud springs.

Needless to say upon awaking the following morning, I was not in the best of spirits.

But...sometimes if you are me things get worse.

Once in Paris dad and I wanted to take a taxi to the following station where we would proceed. But NOOOOOO mom was convienced that the train station from Paris was connected to the metro that would take us to the train headed for Saumur. (anyone else reading this spy the deflect in her plan?)

Well guess what?

THERE WERE NO CONNECTIONS TO THE METRO WITHOUT GOING UP AND DOWN STAIRS."

So after having an amazing conversation with God upon my death, we arrived in Saumur breathless, cranky, tired, and dripping in sweat.

Ok from this point till now things have gotten better.

Spending a blessed 20minutes in a bath soon helped to relax my body and calm my mind.

Deciding to rome the streets in search of food mom found this one amazing resterant full off uneatable food. For example: the traditional frog legs, snails, and liver, the others consisted of pig's ear and belly, horse, and skined whole rabbit with eyes and teeth included(it was a special deal).

Hehehe after ordering the chocolate cake (big grin) we fell into easy conversation with the family next to us; from Manchester.

5 hours later we tumbled into bed.

OH how I hope inprovment is not far away.

Mixed emotions running rampant!

Waking up this morning I was greeted by the swarming confliction of emotions.

Excitment rippled up my spine thinking of today's events,

But turning towards the tiny creature that was bumping her head against my hand my stomache fell.

I'm going to miss my home, my friends, and my four legged family members.

9 months seems so faraway,

so long.

I shake my head to erase all thoughts of worry and doupt, I'm going to have the greatest time I have ever had.

Thinking about the adventures to come further helps in driving away these emotions of uncertinty.

I can't wait to sit on that big silver bird watching as it's metal wings raise us into the air and slice through the crisp cloudes.

To The Man I Call Dad

My father,

My dear old dad,

My comic relief,

I am exceedingly greatful to you for reminding me of the day that is to come, as the next sun rises.

The fact that we will be leaving the place I call home as well as the many loved ones I hold close; entirly escaped my mind.

Who knew there was a purpose behind all that packing, cleaning, buying, stress, and farewells we went through?

I thought it only a game

Silly me...

I'm so fortunatly blessed having you as my father,

and if I where as smart as you...

I'd wait to pack my suitcase the night before leaving as well;

only to then have my wife pack it for me.

What brains, what exceptional foresight, what remarkable grey matter resides in your cranium! Ah! To be the daughter of one so impressivly perseptive is somewhat intimidating, What would I ever do without a dad like you?

Big Daddy is on!

Abbey, This is great! Just don't stay up too late with the Blog! We have a big travel day tomorrow!

The Day Before The Dawn Of A New

I woke up this morning...(well aha duh) and realized that after tonight, for the next 9 months I'll be looking up at a different ceiling, waking in a different bed, and living an ocean length away from my home.

It's not that I haven't realized this phenomenon before, because I have but it always felt so far away and unreal. However now it being only hours away the illusion is replaced with the reality of what is happening.

(Living Abroad)

Don't misunderstand me, I'm very excited and quite looking forward to new faces and places; however I am nervous.

"Will the animals be ok"? "Will I like it over there"?

"Will home feel the same once I return"?

Then again anyone leaving for this long a time would I'm sure feel the same.

But once I think about what an amazing adventure this is, the butterflies in my tummy swarm with anticapation.