So here I am, in Fontainebleau. I find myself again moving swiftly amid the quiet beauty of the forest trees, risking my lives whenever I cross the street - and enjoying the voluptuous palate delights of the country. Yesterday I could not resist, a few of us headed down to the T-Coz creperie in town for our first city meal. I had a dinner with friends on Sunday. Most of their stories featured events and professors from P3 and P4 - I felt alien to the conversation. No one at that dinner was too curious about Singapore, about the "other" campus.

Back into full fledged life now - familiar faces which I am happy to see again, smiles and loads of welcome back.

It is good to be back.

It is also sad to be back.