Yo para ser feliz quiero un camion...

I know half of Erasmus Montpellier is sitting behind their desks right now (other half lives at Supagro and is laying in their beds curing a hangover from last nights party)but still it's hard to concentrate on my upcoming finals. Especially when your course note's are writtin in your own exotic french and you notice that even bumblebees are sunbathing outside your window while flying with their fluffy asses in the burning sun.
But for every disease there is a cure! In this case the disease is called studying and the cure? Well scrolling through pictures of the days before I had my ass glued on this chair. Days of Sunshine, Chaos and Magic...

Strolling downtown with Laurent, Lien and visiting friend Jan.



Breaking into Hotel Pullman to test if their pool is "swimproof"...
This mission will be continued!

Eating Bagels in France...

Looking at drunk French students who like to climb in statues in the middle of a roundabout at my school.

More strolling through town...

Following strangers to an appartment party in a creepy house...

... and then spending tooo much time in the bathroom to make weird pictures:-)

Spending many nights at Supagro = paradise.

Supagroo²

Supagro³
Here you can see Fernando and Ana dressed in the local Supagro style.

And when it's sundaynight and you've got nothing else to do just go cooking with a bunch of crazy in the coconut people.

And from now on: Monday night = Pleine Lune night

 

Where the music is nice...

  

... and the people cheery

I wish it was already fridayafternoon again. Five more days of motionless staring at a wall. People burn down some candles on thursday and friday cause I have no idea what these french exams are going to be like.

Yo para ser feliz quiero un camion

Yo para ser feliz quiero un camiooooon.

LLevar el pecho tatuado,

En camiseta mascar tabaco.

Yo para ser feliz quiero un camion.