So Im back in Paris and it feels so... comfortable... and amazing. Oh Its just so not slc (:
Anyways, the flight was not too bad, I just got a bit antsy and my butt got achey near the end but otherwise went well (thankgoodness for music, especially Bassnectar, sweet sweet Bassnectar).
I showed up in Paris and couldnt find my itinerary, couldnt remember the name of the hotel or the first name of the other student I was meeting up with. So what did I do? I winged it! I stared at a map until I saw a metro stop that I was 90% sure was the right one, wandered the area until I found a hotel name that I recognized, and I was right. Sweet intuition.
The classmate I met up with is very cool We get long with really well, which is good cause I was genuinely worried she'd bite my head off or something. A lucky roll of the facebook dice I guess. Hopefully the other people in the program will be as cool....
ANYWAYS, we went to the Louvre, went to street cafés, walked around some neighborhoods and basically kicked it, and it was so awesome. Such small yet essential changes make all the difference. And I finally had another donnerkebab. Ive been dreaming of it for so long... [Deep breath] I love it here. What a day.
Ok, Im now on almost 48 hours without sleep, and Im gonna go to bed. And tomorrow Im off to Tours.
YeeHaw!
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