Apparantly,the French don't do internet for the British...

Oh my days...this is how the majority of my posts seem to start, jokes. So today, I went and found the internet cafe. Wowza. I found it (well Hannah showed me last night) - and so I went in and got my ticket and skyped Joe, which was lovely, although I was so emotional and I did do a little cry in the booth. But the French have different keyboards, it's very strange.  Like where our numbers are they have the numbers (which you have to use capslock to access) and then two different sets of symbols, one which appears when you press the button and the others you have to press alt gr and the key...it was very strange, and it made typing to Kate very strange, I am so used to an English keyboard and having to concentrate on what I was typing for once was very strange. AND I couldn't connect my computer to their internet, I had to use theirs, so I couldn't even upload my posts :(

And all this cost me a very pleasurable two euros which I thought was very cheap, but I did decide I was going to venture out to see if I could get the internet for the flat as I feel it would just make me that bit happier. Having access to you guys, and to skype, its just what I need to ake me feel completely settled. Apparantly though, the French don't do internet for the British...my two options to get the internet was to get a phone contract or to prove that I was living in France with a house contract. The first option is a no go cause French contracts are all on a two year basis and I aint going to be here that long, and the second option would be a struggle as it is not me that rents the flat it is Majestic.

As I pottered back to the flat I passed Cafe de Paris which offered free wifi so I popped in (I had my netbook in my bag) and ordered myself a coffee IN FRENCH!!!! And asked for the internet code (in English...). By this point I was so excited. I was going to be able to put some more music on Spotify, upload my blog posts, reply to peeps on Twitter and FaceyB. I tapped the code in and then boom...'Cafe de Paris internet security certificate has expired and is no longer safe, do not proceed'. WHAT THE FRIG... Am I ever going to be able to get on to the internet. I am a child of the internet revolution...I need this in my life!!!! So it has become apparant that tomorrow I am off to see if I can get it put in the flat via work. Fingers crossed I will soon be online from home and I can keep in touch with you guys.

Other than that I have just monged all day (not mulched mum) and it has been just what I needed. Cruising through the second H-Poz, started to decorate my flat to make it more Sophie-esque, cooked a hearty meal (which as soon as I started to eat it decided I wasn't actually hungry), had a pamper. It has been oh so lovely, just what I needed.

I also did a full shop for the week and it only came to eleven euro's, it was boss. Granted it was just food there was no cosmetics in there (@ONEFORTHEGIRLS Tampons in France...SO expensive...like five euros a pack - really????) but still, what a bargain. And I have a lovely little week planned, off out with Hannah for some tea on Thursday, and she is showing me the key things that I need to know before she goes on Friday :( mega sad, she is such a love and has been really lovely to have around.

Tonight I am still finishing off the La Posta Malbec (UK Majestic) it's not great now it has been open five days but I am determined to finish it.

Hope and safe guys x