Villefranche Merde

After reading one of our Christmas presents, we decided to go on a walk today; up and over the top of Mount Boron and down into Villefranche. The views are pretty amazing but I think Dan was more concernced with counting dog poo's, I believe he managed to count 31! And although I was tempted to take a picture of one and post it below, luckily for you I restrained myself and took pictures of the view instead.





Well I wonder what the rest of the day has in store, I've attempted some of my French homework and have decided blogging is much more interesting and a lot easier. We can't really do much tonight as we're off skiing Valberg tomorrow. My mission for tomorrow is to get Dan on a red slope. Wish me good luck!

Last Night

I suspect most couples have the same argument as we do, when we go to bed. Although maybe what I really mean is I hope most couples have this argument. Most nights when we tuck ourselves into bed we go through an almost ritualistic argument, over who has the most space. Last night though Dan took action, and before we had got into our FSPs (final sleeping positions) a piece of string had been stratgetically placed down the center of the bed!

A Weekend away from the Slopes

This weekend we've torn ourselves way away from the slopes.

We've tried to go to the cinema, twice, and managed to miss the showing twice. We've made a new friend in the English book section in FNAC, yet failed to find a Harry Potter French audiobook, and ended up with the Jungle Book in english and french.

So this weekend has been spent with friends. Friday, was out with my French class. And Saturday was out to Sarah & Hans' flat for a few drinks; and now I'm writing this I've realised I forgot to take round their Christmas presents, 2 delicious creme eggs. I did buy them twelve but I have been a little hungry since we got back from the UK and I accidently ate the others which I do feel ever so slightly (very, Very) guilty about. Leo the German Spitz was on top form and insisted on Dan bonding with him by jumping up and kissing his neck, although Dan would hate to admit it I think he rather enjoyed it.

I think we've decided on having another party in February but haven't managed to nail down a date. This time round it might be a better idea to use a book that we don't use very much for a light prop rather than the French Dictionary and Nigella Lawson cookbook, as it was rather embarressing asking folks whether they had seen a 26.4 x 20.2 x 6.6 cm dictionary go walking out the door!