Bonsoir mes amis!

Gareth tricked me. He told me we needed to leave much earlier than we actually had to because he knows what I'm like with deadlines and figured we wouldn't leave on time, if he told me the real time we had to leave. I may have sulked some of the way to Dover when I discovered his little ploy...

But now, it's all forgiven because we got on an earlier ferry, we've done the ferry crossing, and are now en route, en France, in a hotel near Champagne Park in Reims, and everyone here is enjoying my two years of school French no end.

Well, it's making them smile a lot anyway.