Frog Blog

i am in montpellier in a rather shitty internet place with bad keyboards and slow servers and richard marx playing over the radio and the woman next to me singing along. so it will be a very quick post. maybe later i will find another internet place as now it's bryan adams on the radio instead of richard marx.

to sum up: beaune was nice, cold, rainy and tragic: i erased all 400 of my digital photos with the flick of one quick, stupid format the disk button. i totally cried for half an hour and called b. at 2 am. i stayed in the same hotel room at the same hotel with the same little lady running the place.

my hotel in montpellier was ... a bit funky. i think my neck is still recovering from the lincoln log pillow provided on the lumpy bed. the proprietor was really nice but now i am in a different hotel, a little nicer, with a tv, which is good because tomorrow is sunday and monday is a holiday so i think i will be stuck in my room for a few days because nothing will be open. i've got a good book.

met some really nice folk from new zealand in beaune but have not met anyone here yet. it's ok, tho. i'm digging being alone and there is a lot to see here. and it's sunny.

ok, time to go. the singing woman is also talking to herself and keeps asking me questions to which i have no answer.