Day 73: Pau, France

So, as I said yesterday, it is becoming increasingly difficult to hate any day, because I know I am running out of them.  That being said, I hate Tuesdays.  I don't think I have ever in my life hated a day as much as these Tuesdays.I woke up extremely tired, and class just seemed to drag on forever.  I was really excited for lunch.  I had lunch at La Vague, as usual.  And as usual, it was very good.  I will miss eating food that is so good on a regular basis.  My afternoon class was fine, and then I went straight to literature.  It was actually much better than normal.  We spent a lot of the time discussing the fables from the play last Tuesday night.  The fables here are much more graphic and morbid than ours.  They also bear a much stronger message.  My favorite is the Le loup et l'agneau.  (The wolf and the lamb)


The story is set on the bank of a river.  A wolf finds a lamb, and determines to eat it, so he accuses the lamb of various offenses, and the lamb, however naive, argues each one.  As the accusations continue, they grow grow weaker and weaker, while the lambs counter arguments grow more and more substantial.  Finally, beaten, the wolf decides that he is bigger than the lamb, and he eats it. The moral here is "Might makes right"/"the king is an idiot".  We did an assignment, and one of the questions was(the devouring is implied), "What happens in the end?" One of the responses was "The lamb and the wolf become friends", to which our teacher said, "In America, yes."

Lunch time.

After class, I went to Laura's dorm, and then I got a pizza for dinner.  The pizza box was actually a beautiful portrait of the Italian baker who made my pizza.  I gave the box to Laura, as a gift.

The next time you see this, congratulations on making it to Paris, because this thing is going to the Louvre.

 After I ate my pizza, I went home and did some homework, and then I went to sleep.