It’s almost my last week in France and I am so sad to go. I know I’m going to miss my host family a lot, but I’m also missing my family back home. Therefore, this past weekend, I hopped around a little bit. I spent Thursday and Friday night at the Abbey. The room was like a dorm room, except extremely quiet. On Thursday night, I was invited to eat dinner with the family that helps care for the Abbey. Since the Abbey is quiet and a bit lonesome, it was a nice feeling to be with another family. Their grandson from Wallis was staying with them, and it was extremely interesting to learn about a different francophone culture. On Friday, the students spend the last hour or so of school for sports, which they play in the field inside the Abbey. I saw the grandson there again, and he invited me over for dinner again. So, Friday at around 5pm I showed up at the door of the family again. I do not know if they were expecting me or not, but I was welcomed anyway with open arms.