Wow, I'm in France.
We arrived at the state capital : Grenoble of Isere. It's been here since the third century!
We are staying at my uncle -in-law's (Jean Eloi) apartment. Me and Camille have to share a room, but we have bunk beds so it's ok.
We got picked up at the station by my grandfather, Papy , aunt Leo, and not-as-annoying-as-he-was-2-years-ago-cousin, Lillian (lil-ee-oon).
I have been listening to terrible french pop on the radio; it's all lovey dovey ballads, so sopy and annoying. But at least I don't Know what they're saying.
We are about to go over to my aunts house.
I'm a little scared, because it's the first time I see my older cousin, Lancelot (laon-se-loo) in 5 years.
And I will see my uncle, who I can't remember.
But later we will pick up the eldest, Elsa (El-za) from the train station.She was involved in the Heathrow airport panic; but somehow got out.
Tomorrow, as you all know, is Christmas eve. And since that is the main part of Christmas for the French, I wont have time to post something. So until then,
Merry Christmas
Zali
Hi Zali,
ReplyDeleteGood luck meeting Lancelot :p
I love Xmas Eve because of the anticipation of what tommorow will hold!
I will try to "promote" your blog to any cool (not popular) yr 7's that I know you would like.
Emma :)
I love you Emma!
ReplyDeleteYou are so quick at replying!
Thanks for that
Zali