France, Day Fourteen.

Alright, so. Yesterday? We basically went to a park all day for Oriane's birthday.
Almost all of the French/American kids were there. Well, not all of them--but a good number of them.
Some of the French kids were sad because one of their friends died, and another was in a coma? Something like that. I never got the full story, and honestly, it would have been rude to ask. So they all sorta sat around together, talking in French, while the American kids did the same (but in English, of course).
Some of the kids left, and Oriane's dad brought pizza, chips, these little eclair-like balls, and drinks to the park for those who stayed.

By the time we left the park, I was ready to leave.
It was cold, I was tired, and after awhile, the park just gets straight up BORING.
Most of us were ready to leave, though.
Logan, Lea, Antoine, Erin, Oriane and I all left at the same time.
Courtney, Keith, and Joe had to stay behind because their French kids wanted to stay.
But really, I think it was about time for everyone to leave, anyways.