Week one is down and things are rolling. It has been a beautiful week discovering new places, people, dishes, and running routes. My host family continues to go above and beyond to borrow a very West Pointish phrase. I have officially found my favorite Lyonnais meal, quenelles. My host mother made this dish for Friday’s dinner. It was a splendid evening, with lots of conversation, wine, cheese, and all things French (that implies talk of politics and religion). I have found a new motivation to learn to cook well, so when I return home, this is the first quenelles I shall try. I spent the week figuring out the best combo of metro/bus to get me to school, and what days I could take my new bike. The bike story is an excellent example of some
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