Salut! I'm sitting here in a comfortable hotel bed, and guess what?. . .i have internet 24 hours a day for the next 2 days. i'm also watching french TELEVISION!!! i love tv, and living without it for so long has made me realize that i never want to be without it again. haha. erica and suzanne got into paris thursday night, and i came on a train yesterday afternoon after my classes let out. i sat on the train next to a young french boy (12-13 yo), and i think he was very suspicious of me at first. however, through the course of the train ride, we ended up sharing gummy worms, and he helped me a little with my homework. i think he was just disgruntled, because his parents had gotten a divorce, and he was going to paris for weekend visitation. speaking french with any native is always a good experience. plus, kids are funny. he was obsessed with my blackberry, so we traded cell phones for a little bit.
suzanne has a friend named erin that lives in paris, so we met up with her for dinner last night. i fell down in the street on the way to get her from the metro. paris is really dirty, and most of the streets are covered with a slimey film. and as you all know, i may be the clumsiest person that ever existed. i now have 2 strawberries on my knees. . .and yes, i wish they were in a tart.
i could never ever ever ever live in paris. i feel very mad and violent when i'm here, because there are TONS of cat calls circulating, and people on the streets selling stuff always grab my arm. . or try to tie a string to my wrist (then they call it a bracelet and make you buy it). i miss being in the states and being able to smile at people without it being a come-on, and i miss being able to voice my frustration if someone is violating me. most of the time if they are mad at you for not looking at them or talking to them, they will start cussing at you in english. that's when things turn ugly. I DON'T PUT UP WITH THAT. i'm not scared of french people really at all, but it's just annoying. suzanne and erica have both considered living in big cities semi long-term. i think dallas or austin is the biggest it will ever get for me. if you could all see caen, you would realize how great and small and quaint and friendly. . .and any other adjective that goes along with cute, medium-size towns. . .it is.
BUT, paris is absolutely beautiful. the people are so chic, and life here just seems glamorous. the type of glamour that i would love to experience everyday. i seriously feel like every time i get off the train in paris, i've stepped into "french vogue". today we are going to visit some cemeteries. it's "all saint's day". i don't think we celebrate it in the states. . .maybe catholics do. who knows? i will go pay my respects to jean-paul sartre and simone de beauvoir. . .and definitely post some pictures.
i'll post again later, if i survive the cold of the french winter.
suzanne has a friend named erin that lives in paris, so we met up with her for dinner last night. i fell down in the street on the way to get her from the metro. paris is really dirty, and most of the streets are covered with a slimey film. and as you all know, i may be the clumsiest person that ever existed. i now have 2 strawberries on my knees. . .and yes, i wish they were in a tart.
i could never ever ever ever live in paris. i feel very mad and violent when i'm here, because there are TONS of cat calls circulating, and people on the streets selling stuff always grab my arm. . or try to tie a string to my wrist (then they call it a bracelet and make you buy it). i miss being in the states and being able to smile at people without it being a come-on, and i miss being able to voice my frustration if someone is violating me. most of the time if they are mad at you for not looking at them or talking to them, they will start cussing at you in english. that's when things turn ugly. I DON'T PUT UP WITH THAT. i'm not scared of french people really at all, but it's just annoying. suzanne and erica have both considered living in big cities semi long-term. i think dallas or austin is the biggest it will ever get for me. if you could all see caen, you would realize how great and small and quaint and friendly. . .and any other adjective that goes along with cute, medium-size towns. . .it is.
BUT, paris is absolutely beautiful. the people are so chic, and life here just seems glamorous. the type of glamour that i would love to experience everyday. i seriously feel like every time i get off the train in paris, i've stepped into "french vogue". today we are going to visit some cemeteries. it's "all saint's day". i don't think we celebrate it in the states. . .maybe catholics do. who knows? i will go pay my respects to jean-paul sartre and simone de beauvoir. . .and definitely post some pictures.
i'll post again later, if i survive the cold of the french winter.
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Great video! I barely recognize you anymore - All three dogs are asleep on the various furniture while I'm watching Texas vs. Tech -BIG game! Randall beat Canyon last night, even with Randall sitting on the visitor's side :(
Miss you, love you, and can't wait to visit!!
p.s. if anyone hassles you in Paris while you're with me, I'll take them down - hahahaha :)
you barely recognize me? sad! why?? i'm SO excited about your visit. i will feel much safer when you're with me. haha. glad randall beat canyon. guess tech beat texas, too! what's happening to the world?
Elections on Tuesday...........wish you were here to cast your vote and CHANGE our part of the world :)
I'm getting more signs and not putting them out until Tues. morning, that way when they're stolen by Tuesday night the election will be over - smart, huh?
p.s. amarillo was just ranked as one of the the three most conservative cities in america. no wonder i always feel like i'm adopted :)
Kylie, I just heard you speaking French on the video. Wow, you sound like a native, and look so chic.
Sorry you fell in Paris. The streets are always wet there--invites falls from unsuspecting tourists.
Keep having fun, and keep those blogs coming. I look forward to your every adventure.
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