Thursday night I was at home, sitting on my bed playing guitar and wondering what I was going to do for the weekend. I came up with nothing, or at least I came up with mulling around a bit, watching DVDs, and going out, like we've done every weekend for what seemed like forever which, for some reason, seemed worse than nothing. So, in typical "I'm bored with life here" Sara-fashion I went online looking at the price of flights but, even though I'd chosen the "I'll go anywhere" option the flights were all adding up to more than £300 each (obviously the problem with having Montpellier as your local airport in off-peak season). I looked at going to Paris on the train (E200 return) and to some other French destinations but everything was soo expensive!
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