On my first train of the day and it’s not quite eight. I’m heading into Paris for my daily two hours of French class. I signed up for the first class of the day as it was the only one that work for my schedule, but a few weeks into the three month course and I’m already regretting not trying to make a later time work.

I like having my mornings to my self to wake up and read some, edit some photos, shower, eat. Normal morning things. I’ve never been good at jumping out of bed 20 minutes before needing to leave, and i’m finding even an hour to be stretching the limit. It doesn’t help that the sun still isn’t rising here till almost 8:30.

Conclusion? Never again will I ever take a class before 10am.

Time for a nap.

-Baroquebloke-