Sitting here with my laptop in front of me and my phone buzzing with Facebook and Snapchat notifications next to me, it’s hard to imagine this time two years ago I was internet-less and phone signal-less for almost two months.
Yep, that’s right. Two years ago I spent three months living on a farm in a little village called Vicq-sur-Breuilh which is just outside of Limoges. I was living with my aunty and uncle and neither of them had the need for internet, so I was essentially disconnected from the inter-webs for quite a while.
Initially I wasn’t sure how I would cope. I’d downloaded a whole lot of TV shows to watch, I had a stack of books and helped out my aunty with errands and cooking whenever I could. It was a very different and simple way of life and I actually really enjoyed it. One thing everyone seemed to love was eating and drinking which, if you can’t already tell, is definitely my favourite thing, so I fit right in. Lunch and dinner parties were a thing, and they lasted for hours. I also picked up a much better understanding of French than anything I’d ever learnt at school, which I will be forever grateful for. I just kick myself everyday because I was always too nervous to practice speaking it, so while I might understand a whole lot more French, my attempts at speaking it are abysmal to say the least.