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So this is really weird. I've been here for a month now. I'm living in a hostel and that means almost exclusively socialising with a string of tourists, the students have not yet arrived back here. I've settled in a kind of routine, spending a lot of time in my office, doing some research with some progress.

And it feels like a holiday. And I don't really feel any motivation to actually "get real" to actually arrive here. Arriving here would mean having to learn frensch. it would mean getting my finances and everything in order.

That said it looks like I might have a room for 1st of September, a brilliant one at that, great location, great appartment, what is not clear yet is who will live there with me. Current bet is on the Girlfriend of a friend of the proprietor and their 3 year old kids. She's Filipino and doesn't speak French (a combination that seems to be quite common around here, same for the proprietors girlfriend). How does a relationship work where your best mode of communication is broken English?? Edit: Or rather, if she's living in France and has a Kid with a French guy, why hasn't she learned French by now?

Anyways, more as things progress....

Update: Got it!! I've got the flat.
So after all reality begins again!