It’s been just a tidbit over a year, but I’m back in France again. Nothing as exciting as Paris or Versailles (like last year), but it is France. (Although, I’d better keep silent about the fact that just looking across the river is looking back at Germany again.)

You see, when my sister invited me on a little camping trip with her family to France, there was no way I’d say no. Not so much because camping excites me so. Fromage (that’s cheese in French, I learned as much on our trip to Paris last year) on the other hand does excite me. Especially when it’s fromage à la française! And of course, that was one of the first things we did after arriving and setting up … we went and got us some real fromage for the weekend! Well then, cheers!