This is where my blog’s heading comes from. I was desperate: I had my exam of French III to pass, and Spanish was still bubbling in my mind. I needed a cure, I needed to live in France for a while.
Following my passion for mills, I wrote a letter to a non-profit org of La Ferté-sous-Jouarre, asking to be their intern. They were flattered, and they accepted me.
That was a very intense month and a half 🙂