As I write this, I am snacking on Swiss junk food enjoying the warmth and comfort of a large bed and high speed internet. Two flights, 1 bus, 1 tram and several exhausting hours later I am finally in Bordeaux. I feel like a true university student eating snacks appose to a real dinner. But, who can blame me? I am exhausted, the neighbourhood I am staying in seems quite sketchy and in France everything is closed on Sundays. Therefore, I will have granola bars and chocolate for dinner and will begin fending for myself tomorrow.