A Sexy International SuperSpy That Never Cries!

I think I am about to die. A lot of the international kids are sick, including me. My fever keeps waking me up, so why not blog a little? So this past Sunday I FINALLY went to Marseilles. It's only a 5 euro bus ride and thirty minutes away, but I somehow never got around to it. I went with Remi, Ben and a new friend, Oben. That is right, his name is Oben. Like, oh, Ben! Imagine if you were having sex with him, and accidentally called out for someone named Ben? He would never notice, because you would be like, OH BEN! and he would be like, yep that is my name.

Okay, so here are some pictures. We walked around the city, and went this really beautiful cathedral.

Marseilles is a port city, but you cannot swim in the port! Too many boats.

At the church. Can I get married here? Maybe if the city didn't smell like fish, thanks.

Oben, myself, and Remi taking a break at un cafe. You may be wondering, is Oben gay? Well, he is french and he is my friend, so for now we will assume, yes.

They had little boats hanging up in the church. Too cute.

So the highlights of the trip to Marseilles-- A) we overheard some french teenager telling her friend she wants to DRESS LIKE ME. Could not believe it! I feel like I am not stylish at all, especially here compared to these chic ass European chicks. B) So there are these people who are blind (they might be pretending, actually. Not sure... they don't seem too blind) who hang out in front of monuments that tourists go to, asking for donations. Ben mistakenly thought that they were collecting admission for entry into the church. When he asked how much to enter, they didn't correct him, and let him think it was admission into the church. Those blind bastards! And finally, C) they have these huge steps outside the train station, and Ben and I ran up them rocky style, singing Eye of the Tiger. Any day where I can feel more like Rocky is a good day.

Last night we played Monopoly at Oben's house. All I will say about that is that Monopoly brings out the worst in people, and I will never play again. Why can't we play Twister, where everyone wins and nobody is going bankrupt?

Monopoly? More like, this game sucks-oloy. When does this game get fun-oly? Oh, Am I in Jail again? Can I stay there for the rest of the game AND TAKE A NAP?

Okay, so I will end this post by sharing a video. This one goes out to the Spanish Advantage, Jessica Nicholls.I have started taking Spanish lessons with my friend Alejandro! Nuestro perro se llama BINGO! Vuestro coche esta roto! Test on Friday. I love the Spanish lisp. Anyway, I love this song. You can look up the original  video on VIMEO to see some more nudity.

And a quote to top it all off, also dedicated to J. Nicholls (or should I say, J Twain?): 

"Go to Heaven for the climate, and Hell for the company" - Mark Twain