Lord, I have no shame - I spent the night dancing with a boy (no, really, he was a BOY - I can't even call him a man. But in my defense, pretty much everyone was either under 20 or over 40). Look at him though, he's just a baby:I didn't mean too, but he asked me to dance once and then we just never stopped. It really surprised me because I never dance - I have no sense of rhythm whatsoever and I'm normally really self-conscious about it, but when he asked, I figured "What the hell, what've you go to lose?" He'd taken a lot of dance classes though, so I actually ended up learning quite a bit. And it was a change to dance with a man who knew how to lead, versus Fab who's even worse than I am, lol. So look at me, going in hot tubs, dancing the night away - who'd have ever thought?

I'm quite surprised by how the night turned out though - I figured it was going to be some stuffy dinner and we'd be out of there by 9, but we didn't end up leaving until almost 4:30am. Those bourgeois really let loose once the alcohol starts flowing! And man, was it good alcohol - there were just endless bottles of champagne à volonté. (And you guys all know my weakness for champagne).

When things started winding down, the poor kid asked if he could "accompany" me back to my place, and I said "Sorry, the only person accompanying me back is Yuri. Besides, that's probably illegal in half of the states in the US". He tried to convince me that he was just at his sexual peak, but I could only laugh and say "I'm sorry kid, you're just a baby". But I also think that's why I enjoyed myself so much - there was no pressure. I didn't have to worry about being particularly funny or interesting or sexy - I could just let go and have fun. But he was really sweet, telling me I was beautiful and always trying to hold my hand and stuff - you gotta give him credit for trying. Plus, it's the first male contact I've had in like two months now, and I have to admit it felt nice to have a warm (and toned) body to dance with. And like Yuri said, I probably danced more last night than I have in my entire life!

There were times though when I felt like I was in a twilight zone - these people live in a whole different world than the one I knew back in Bretagne. Living in the countryside, I often forgot about how there was still a whole upper class of French people, with old money and fancy homes and where names still matter. It was just a really odd to think about going from living in the middle of nowhere in the gîte and all of the sudden finding myself in a super nice hôtel with chandeliers and people wearing clothes that probably cost more than what I make in a year. But still, give me that over a field of cows any day! So now I just need to find myself a nice little bourgeois boy, one who has a vacation home in Provence and the Alps and who can whisk me off to London at a moment's notice. *S*PS. I have to say mille mercis à Yuri, for coming to stay with me this weekend and being my 'date' to the wedding - it was tons of fun and I'm glad you were there with me to share my first weekend in Paris!