the way Grenoble smells in da morning

     I know what you're thinking. Nobody likes the way a city smells. But if you honestly think that, you've never been in Grenoble in October after dark [or right as the sun is rising in the morning]. It smells like winter, it smells like cold, it smells like snow, it just plain smells fresh. Yes, I said it, a city that smells fresh. The only downside to this refreshing city aroma is that it already is getting pretty cold. It was just about 50 degrees Fahrenheit when I went to classes this morning, which isn't all that cold, but the absolutely clearness of this morning made it feel that much colder. Buuuut of course, there is always a bright side, and the bright side this morning [afternoon] was that the cold clearness set up some absolutely breathtaking views of the mountains surrounding the campus and the entire city of Grenoble. Today caused me to think yet again: I seriously get to live here for the next two months??


Here's what I mean:

This tram driver gave me such a weird look for taking this photo

I absolutely adore urban art!

golden Jesus.

yep. I definitely wasn't a real dog. 

sassy golden Jesus.

 PS: the giant spider my friend Catherine and I found on a jacket at a second-hand store.