Going to Ireland was my flatmate Florent's idea. It is now universally acknowledged to be one of his best. There we are from left to right: Florent, Violaine, me, Thomas, David, Elise and Aurore. 
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Hello friends!
Some of you know a bit already what this is about. Quite a few of you who are very dear to me probably don't in the least, and that's because I've been very silly--with my ideas of not writing unpersonalized emails, not keeping a blog, etc. For all these ideas I am not a better correspondent but really quite worse, because I end up writing not at all. I think of you, and I tell you all sorts of things in my head, but in reality we are hardly in touch, you and I, and when I am lucky enough to see you again I can't believe how much I have left to tell.
So I am going to try to keep this blog. It has taken me a while to wrap my mind around this idea because it seemed weird to me to tell a story while it was happening. But I would like to try now, nearly three months after I left the States. At the very least, if I still don't know what to say, I'll just put up some nice pictures.
This is what I'm doing. I did finish college as projected this past June. Now I am spending just under a year in France thanks to an ingenious fellowship from my incredible university. (It's true that one has infinitely greater feelings for one's alma mater once one has left it.) The fellowship funds my project, which involves riding my bike, chasing after mountains, making friends, and getting to know the French. So far I'm pretty much on track.
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