Last night, I lost my favorite black cardigan

...that goes with absolutely everything, but I don't even care because:

1. The bittersweetness of celebrating Emily's last night in Bordeaux

2. Debating about which country has the largest Christian population between gulps of beer

3. FINALLY placing at quiz night

4. Tabasco shooters that made grown men cry

5. Champagne on the house

6. Being asked if I understand what "enculer les moutons" means (fyi: "to fuck sheep")

7. Seeing three straight French guys spoon in one bed while another king sized bed lies empty 3 feet away

8. Sharing a bed with three other people while the radio blasts French power ballads at 11 in the morning

9. Taking the tram home at 11:30, looking through the photos on my camera and laughing out loud. Alone. On the tram. With a ton of French people staring at me.

Pictures on facebook soon.