Dear Camembert,
You smell like stinky feet...but I have missed you so much.
Love,
Kate
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- Kate
- I have to think long and hard to remember how I ended up here in the south of Spain, just a hop away from Africa. It all started two years ago when I moved to Metz in the north of France to make some use of my French and English lit degrees. "Find a French boyfriend to improve your French," everyone said , and a month after my arrival I did experience a "coup de foudre", but with a Spanish guy instead of a French one. After more months in Metz teaching, a summer in the south of France au pair-ing, one year teaching in a university in another north French town called Nancy, thousands of kilograms of French cheese consumed, and many strikes endured, I moved south to the city where my boyfriend lives and am now learning a new language and a new culture. So far Spain has not disappointed...I am taking advantage of the beach, delicious seafood, the art of napping and fiesta culture.
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