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Writer's Block: Bad trip.
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That would be the French exchange trip I went on at the age of 13. I was useless at the language and didn't improve, the family I was staying with didn't have the means to really do anything so I spent as much time as I could asleep to make the time go faster, and my period started for the first time. The Reix-Moultilles did not have a lock on their bathroom or even a bolt, and I was terrified to bathe or shower in a house full of strangers with no guaranteed privacy and so didn't for two weeks. The week before I had been to camp, and had several months' supply of sanitary pads in my suitcase just in case. Having not needed them that week, my mother took them out of my luggage for me in time for France. They went through a lot of toilet paper in that house that week. I didn't tell anyone, of course, as explaining to someone who spoke English would have been humiliating enough without having a long, drawn-out misunderstood discussion about it in Franglais. They, of course, assumed I was a disgusting child with no personal hygeine or social skills, and pointedly said that they were never, ever going to do that sort of thing again.
That was pretty hellish.
That would be the French exchange trip I went on at the age of 13. I was useless at the language and didn't improve, the family I was staying with didn't have the means to really do anything so I spent as much time as I could asleep to make the time go faster, and my period started for the first time. The Reix-Moultilles did not have a lock on their bathroom or even a bolt, and I was terrified to bathe or shower in a house full of strangers with no guaranteed privacy and so didn't for two weeks. The week before I had been to camp, and had several months' supply of sanitary pads in my suitcase just in case. Having not needed them that week, my mother took them out of my luggage for me in time for France. They went through a lot of toilet paper in that house that week. I didn't tell anyone, of course, as explaining to someone who spoke English would have been humiliating enough without having a long, drawn-out misunderstood discussion about it in Franglais. They, of course, assumed I was a disgusting child with no personal hygeine or social skills, and pointedly said that they were never, ever going to do that sort of thing again.
That was pretty hellish.