The other night, we went to Nice as a group. We shared a quaint dinner on the beach, trying all of the niçoises specialties like socca (a salted crêpe with a soy bean base that is baked rather than fried). Then we all learned to dance the salsa in one of Nice’s many squares. But I think by far the best part of my night was driving home on the bus. In the bus, we all were still dancing (safer than you would think on a bus), singing, and enjoying each other’s company despite how exhausted we all truly were. It’s the small things in life that always make for the best memories. It is hard to believe that I am nearly halfway through with my stay here in Saint-Laurent-du-Var… -Brendan