After a day of sequestering myself inside my dorm room transferring a semester's worth of notes from one notebook to another and drinking seemingly endless cups of tea, I was surprised to find Darryl at my door telling me that it was nearly 19h00 and to get my shoes on for kebabs.
What passed was an evening spent at what Mari assured me was "the best kebab restaurant in Nantes" - and after our wonderful meal there, I would definitely have to agree - followed by an hour of random wandering, stopping at a bar to say hello to a friend, and ice cream in front of the château.
It was a wonderful night, filled with many little moments that made me fall in love with Nantes all over again.
And so as I came back to my room with the notebooks and books strewn over my desk and bed, I walked over to the window and rolled down the shade, piled the books and wrote a single question on the page of my notes: Will he come home after all?
What passed was an evening spent at what Mari assured me was "the best kebab restaurant in Nantes" - and after our wonderful meal there, I would definitely have to agree - followed by an hour of random wandering, stopping at a bar to say hello to a friend, and ice cream in front of the château.
It was a wonderful night, filled with many little moments that made me fall in love with Nantes all over again.
And so as I came back to my room with the notebooks and books strewn over my desk and bed, I walked over to the window and rolled down the shade, piled the books and wrote a single question on the page of my notes: Will he come home after all?
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