Ever since I returned from Valencia last Friday, I've been in a real funk. Spending only two days with warm and friendly Spaniards made me realize just how lonely I am in France. When I came home and talked to Dave about it (bless Dave, if I didn't have him I'd be a wreck), I was surprised to learn that my normally socially independant husband misses his friends, too.
We have a few friends here in France, but no one we can be really stupid with. And that's what we miss.
If by « being stupid with », you mean « getting really really drunk, puke on a sidewalk then showing our butts altogether to the cars that drive by », I think I can help :)
ReplyDeleteoh chi, we miss you too! in fact, i have all these coupons to use and nobody to go shopping with at lunch :(
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