STRANGE DAY

Yesterday was a twofold day.
Julia left - i accompanied her all the way to the RER B that goes to the airport. Just before that we went to eat to the 'Escargot' restaurant on our street (which we have been talking about doing ever since we came). It was every bit as charming as it looks - the snails were big, tender and the parsley was chopped finely, almost liquidy.
But it was sad. Until now, unlike most of the exchange students, I haven't been here alone. Even though half of the time i wanted to kill her, i miss her now that the house is empty. Plus that she is going to Sudan makes me a little anxious. Take care of yourself sis!

Also, yesterday was my birthday- i wondered how it was going to turn out since Julia had just left, but it went really nicely, so many people came and sang. They put me standing on a table and gave me a present. They gave me a shirt with a big swedish flag in front, and the back said: 'back in sweden...'. Why?
For promoting interscandinavian relations here in Paris I have done two things. First, i have taught all the guys, that in Finland we have a simple saying about swedes: 'all the swedish guys are h***sexual'. Second, when we are in a public place and behaving a bit badly (for ex. being drunk in the metro), i say loudly: 'This is how we do it back home in sweden!!'. (this one is from Allan's dad!).
The swedish people in the audience didnt quite get the humor in the T-shirt. I also got a guide to Rome, champagne, chocolate, julia baked a kinuski-cake for me, and many greetings from Finland.. All in all, an excellent party and birthday - thanks y'all!