Montpellier

My e-mail won't work and it's making me rather cranky, or maybe it's just a lack of sleep. However, I made it to Montpellier, and my contact (a chain smoking Parisen) found me at the train station (yay!), while I was wondering around helplessly wondering why of all things I didn't know how to ask where a god-damned ATM was.... We are now waiting for the bus to come pick me up, which is taking forever. (Forever = 2 hours) Rumor has it that Amy is already here and I have a room waiting for me. In case you were wondering it is balmy and warm here even at 10 o'clock and the one street I have seen is lined with palm trees....