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07/31/86 Jeudi (Thursday) Found an American type store

Ca Va? Oui, Ca Va!
Now it really is the last day of July!  Pretty good day too. After breakfast I vacuumed and started some history.  Colette said we were going to a store and out to lunch -- so I grabbed my purse and figured we'd be back by 2.  Well - the store was great!  Like America or something! I loved it!  Automatic doors and huge isles.  We ate in the cafeteria.  It had a squiggly line to the cafeteria like and amusement park.  Colette was totally lots!  I laughed!  They don't usually have those here.  She couldn't believe they had paper napkins!  So for 3 hours I felt like I was at home and Colette felt out of place. 

After we went to see her pony.  Spent a couple hours.  The pony is really pretty.  No major upsets or happenings as of yet.  Just a really nice day. 

Colette and I have even been talking a bit. 

I came home and wrote Simkins and Rob.  I love Mrs S letters.  She always puts in info about home - not stuff that makes me feel homesick and she doesn't ask how's this and that and not tell me how she is.  It is cool.  And I'm never expecting them - they are always a surprise!

My history is really difficult now.  Not only am I tired of doing it but I can't find much of whats left to find!  Oh well.

I'm taking this one day at a time.  Today was really nice.  The weather was chilly!  About 70 degrees and not much sun.  Yesterday was 86, now 70. Insane! 

We made dinner together and watched another great movie with Jane Fonda. 

Then we did dishes together. Amazing.  The two of us talked.  Even at lunch we were talking. 

Tonight I really saw the Eiffle tower and the lights great.  It is so beautiful!  Perhaps praying is really helping.  Things have been good this week. Really good and gone fast.  And I haven't been bored.  Maybe if I keep trying really hard to communicate this will be more fun.  I enjoy having an hour to myself before going to bed to write in my journal, exercise, read the scriptures and fall asleep after praying and listening to my tapes.  It's nice.

Bon Nuit
Bon Soir
Dormi Bien!

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