Today I went to see the Lorax in French at the cinema, by myself. Apparently going to the cinema by yourself is something you must do before you turn 20 to help build self-confidence. So I can tick that one off the list.
Anyway, before going to the cinema I walked around town a little bit by myself and went through the clothes market. They have some very peculiar fountains here in Aix, all covered in moss. And some strange sculptures too.
Moss covered fountain - bet you haven't seen that before now, have you?
The movie theater....I wasn't the oldest child there, but I was definitely the only kid there who was by themselves, and probably the only one who didn't understand 5/6 of what the characters were saying. But I got the story line. (By the way, it's a really good movie, and you should force your children to watch it.)
Ahhh....I love the sun....
(And the self timer function on my Nikon) :P
So, in the afternoon I got kissed by a really cute French boy. And we held hands...
Okay. Fine. I'll tell you.
His name is Zachary and he's 8 years old.
He kissed me on the cheek when Vero and I went to meet him and his mum. (They're staying with Vero & Curt as well.)
He held my hand when we crossed a road.
There. I told you.
Yes, I do know I'm weird. Thank you for telling me.
Ma Petit Nils
We all went to the park for a picnic dinner (breadsticks and chips). I played Frisbee with Curt and also with Zachary. It was pretty fun until I began getting devoured by mosquitos. Now I'm covered in little red spots where they've bit me.