French Village

Okay, so I know we have taken a long time to put this blog up, but life gets busy! On Sunday the 14th took a journey up through the mountains of Malaysia to the French Village. We were invited by Nasim, a friend we met from Iran. So, we left INTI at about 11:30 with Casey (the only other American on campus). However, we should tell you that he really is only like 1/4th American, because he lived in the UK for two years before coming here and has now lived in Malaysia for a year. Turns out he is from Wisconsin, but doesn’t talk like a mid-western and he doesn’t like beer. So, we don’t really believe him. Casey rented a car, and we began our journey to the French Village. Little did we know that we would be in the car for four hours. We decided on a destination to meet Nasim and her friends at, but we got lost on the way and ended up doing a couple circles. The first time around Shannon was like, “Holy cow there is a dead cow entangled in the side rail.” Then a half hour later she was like, “Holy cow there is a dead cow entangled in the side rail.” That’s when we knew we weren’t going anywhere fast. To make a long story short; between taking lots of wrong turns, having to coast down the side of the mountain, almost running out of gas, and trying to figure out where the Iranians were saying they were located, we finally made it to the French Village! It was absolutely beautiful! We had a great time talking with Nasim and all of her friends, and we even got to have some Italian food! After the French Village we headed to KL to meet up with some of Casey’s friends to see a movie. We finally arrived home after many hours in a car around 2 am… and got up at 8 on Monday for 6 straight hours of class.