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The end of last week was pretty miserable and tiring, I was getting to the point of just being quite sick of uni and the constant feeling of being snowed under by work that I have very little interest in, or desire to do. The weekend was good though! On Friday night we all went out to Circus Bar to celebrate the visit of Tara's boyfriend, who is spending his semester abroad in Ireland, so spoke very good English.
We then continued on to RockStore, which is the best club I've been to so far. For those of you who are used to going out in Manchester, it was very similar to a night out in 5th Avenue, except everyone speaks French and the drinks are very expensive.
I returned home on Saturday to find that both the boys were gone and I had the house to myself for the night! Although not for long, because Alex offered to bring me a crêpe, which I was not going to turn down. And when he arrived with an additional bar of chocolate, crate of beer and pile of James Bond films, I decided I'd made the right decision.
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This week was amazing, because my parents came to visit! It's the first time they've been abroad in 22 years, so I think it was about time. And seeing them was amazing. On Monday I took them on a tour of the older part of town, and we went out for some pizza, which I had to order in my finest French accent to attempt to prove that I have improved since arriving here!
On Tuesday they came to meet me at uni, and were finally able to appreciate just how different university life is here compared to back home! They were also able to meet Helen, and we sat and had lunch together on campus before Helen and I (there you go mum :P) went to our last lecture. I then met my parents back in town and took them down through the newer part of town as far as the River Lez. After that we headed to my house and I was able to introduce them to my flatmates! The language barrier was hilarious for me, but both of the boys did their best to speak as much English as possible, and we all ended up going out for dinner in the evening. Everyone got on very well, aside from the heated debate about rugby!
On Wednesday after uni we met Barbara for lunch, and I took them all to the roof of Corum for a good view of the city.
Lunch was probably the best meal we had together! The restaurant was just behind the Préfecture, and the food was perfect.
And just as we finished eating, the sun finally came out!
We made the most of the last day together with an excursion to Le Lac, and sat out in the sun for hours listening to the world's loudest ducks.
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With my parents gone, the prospect of evil Thursday was enough to make me want to curl up in bed and never leave. However, the day actually panned out very nicely, because I turned up to my last lecture (two hours of talking about the cinema which takes my day through til 7:15pm) only to find that our room had been taken over by another class, forcing my lecturer to cancel the lesson! Then mine and Raphael's decision to buy a celebratory box of beers, instead of the usual bottle, resulted in the creation of the world's new and greatest superhero: Leffe Man.
The world will never be in peril again.
Sarah
xx