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I haven't written in a while as I haven't had any time to sit down at a computer and write. I keep a journal but it ends up being organized in bullet points of fragmented images and not structured entries to share. I am working on a longer entry right now but will probably not finish before I head off for the last week of spring break. One day of rest after 16 on the go is not enough when I have to wake up earrrly tomorrow morning to travel again (forestry class). But the past two weeks have been amazing beyond belief. Here is a teaser of some of the things I have done:

Visited Raelene in Dublin touring and just hanging out in her flat.
Spent ten days with Lauren. Minus the night where I got stuck in a small town in France by myself (no working cell phone, either) where about two people spoke English and I of course was unable to speak French.
Spent three days biking from breakfast until dinner throught the gorgeous and varied land of Provonce, biking up and down mountains and through the countryside of vineyards, wandering through small towns, having picnic lunches of food bought from markets and experiencing a France I never knew to imagine.
Wandering the streets of Nice and gazing out at the Mediterranean from the cliffs near Monaco, where we spend an morning rock climbing. Found out my fear and inability to master rock-climbing still exists. But spent yet another day out in the sun getting colour on my pale winter skin.
Met "we're not hippies" at the Hills of Tara (an ancient pagan religious site in Ireland) and got a tour of their peace camp and peace bus.
Spent a lovely Easter day splashing in the cold waters of the Irish sea and eating very expensive and hard to come by Mexican food.

Probably one of my favorite things about my travels is that I did it by myself in the sense that I went from place to place independently, but inbetween met some cool new people and got to see two good friends from home with whom I am so grateful to have been able to share these experiences. :)

Now I've got to do laundry, figure out how much damage I charged to my credit card and pack and read for class tomorrow before I pass out . . . tough . . . more on everything later. And be sure to ask me for my stories because I definitely have them. And as spectacular as my days have been I still do get pangs of homesickness; I miss everyone back home so drop me a line sometime soon!