Bechamel in Marseille

Currently Reading Dark Star Safari : Overland from Cairo to Capetown By Paul Theroux see related

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Last time I was with Rosemead people I took everyone to Lawry’s and contrary to popular belief, this was NOT my idea……..but the bill was SO interesting..

The guys before they saw my part of the bill

Then after they saw it

Which really wasn’t too bad…….(thanks guys for coming out and the memories and all that lovely bullshit)
The girls…

Me and Spaz (spaz, my dear friend, I hope you have stopped losing weight!)

Me and Charity (with some intruders in the back)

Bora and Sandy (this was the fourth picture of them I took after the previous 3 were rejected… )

Me and the beautiful ms myung

I know most of you saw the noerahbang pictures, but I had to repost this…

Anyways, Aix-en-provence, France!

My beautiful mother….(can you not see the “when is my daughter going to give birth” look in her eyes?)
I hope she’s doing ok, if anybody can go see her, tell her I said hello. she keeps on missing my calls

MY LAST view of Los Angeles and America in general.

Ok I was immensely sad on the lonely trip there…I’ll admit ..

I landed the next day after a HARROWING 8 hour flight in a Lufthansa (DO NOT FLY FROM CALIFORNIA TO GERMANY ON LUFTHANSA). I was crammed tighter than sardines in a can (pardon my lack of creativity to come up with something better). The food was atrocious and I kept on getting up, interrupting the poor gentlemen to my right.

But anyways, germany. The city seemed pretty souless and the women all pretty much scared me. They all looked like men. I wanted to take a picture, but I think flash photography might have disturbed them. SO you have to settle with this

Yea so I fell asleep in the airport then boarded for short flight to Marseilles.

My first look of France and Marseilles

South of France is gorgeous. Fucking gorgeous. However, my califronia-reduced emissions-lungs can’t get used to all the diesel yet. I got placed into this apartment near mon universite and here it is bitches….

Sigh….life it pretty good so far. My classes are a bore….(yes Jooree finds academia easy. How many fucking ways can you learn to aska question? The french has 4 ways (aigoo). American music is so prevalent here. I’m sick to death of that dumbass pussycat dolls “dont cha” song. All the bars here play 80’s music with the occasional 50 cent sprinkled in. BUT people party till 6 in the morning every weekend. It’s amazing, but no one gets drunk here. Well not mad drunk, throw-up-in-the-streets (like Korea) drunk.

I have a roommate….Ilona Growchoska….(i butchered that)

Yes she’s polish, yes she’s blond, yes she speaks english, yes she’s gorgeous, and no we do not have pillowfights in our underwear (sorry)

thank you to everyone who posted birthday messages or emailed me. It was lovely and made a day a little less lonelier, although I did spend my birthday in a pub with about 20 drunken older business american men attempting to hit on me and my roomate…..

Ahhh I love France

au revoir…

jooree

PS: Congrats to Pastor Mike and Jean on the birth of Megan Sarah Kim. Btw, Megan, be prepared to be spoiled by moi when I come back

PSS: Someone tell Pastor Mike I have finished Dark Star Safari and I loved it. especially the part when Mr. Theroux is arguing with the Christian missionary, a moot point I believe…