Tomate Vermelho!

Its the big morning, have about 4 houses to look at! "oh yeh, lets get this all done" I say to myself, knowing that some distance part of my brain is knocking on its corner that none of these can be furnished. Jimmy and Catherine deserved so much more than the 5 hr sleep they got last nite, but I wake them up, get a shower and breakie! (yum, cereal reminds me of home!) I set off from their's starry eyed with visions of blow-up furniture that I would buy half-heartedly.

Several tram journeys later, Paul and I find ourselves circling town looking at houses that have either a bathroom with no door or electric fitting - asking for a sofa may be out of question! *anyhoo* so, now, we have a second choice - voila!! a 100m2 place, atleast has a hotplate, which now seems to us as one of the rare luxuries of modern french living.

Finally, we decide to keep a couple of more viewings for later in the week and realise that we should really show our faces at university ... on the way, we get pizzas - halves of 'uncut' pizza when we specifically request for 'slices'/'pieces'... and we are generally good at cherades! we had to try hard to look like we were from the civilised world when the tomato sauce was going everywhere on the tram!

anyhoo... still need luck, still fingers crossed!