I’m here! It didn’t really hit me that I’m in Paris until we passed the Arc de Triomphe on the way to the FIAP. We actually saw the Eiffel Tower before that, but suddenly we came up on the Arc de Triomphe, and it hit me. It is absolutely HUGE!! I knew it was big, but I never realized just how big it is. There must be something wrong with French drivers, because the worst drivers I’ve ever seen have been here and in Louisiana. The circle around the Arc de Triomphe is absolutely INSANE!! There were no street signs or even any lines in the street. Driving there is every man for himself. (Pictures of the Arc to come.)
Our plane ride across the pond was miserable! It was the most cramped I’ve ever been, and I got no sleep. The service on Air France was incredible, though. They served us a dinner of chicken, green beans, potatoes, cheese, some sort of pudding that was really good, oatmeal raisin cake, and coffee. For breakfast, we had yogurt, juice, a pastry, and coffee. Tres bien!
After we got here and got moved in, Alicia, Jenny, Warren, and I went for a walk around our block. We found the Monoprix, which is the French version of Wal-Mart, and we bought some coat hangers. Alicia and I wanted to try out our French, and Warren and Jenny wanted a drink, so we ordered them one at a very small bar where there was hardly anyone there. We wanted to get our feet wet with speaking at a very small place that we wouldn’t have to go back to. The bartender was very nice and told us to come back there tonight to watch France vs. Brazil. (We don’t have televisions at the FIAP.) We hung out with a girl named Karis tonight who is really nice and is sick of hearing “Karis in Paris.” (Lucas, she goes to Georgia College and she’s really sweet, so you should look her up.) France has been crazy tonight since they won the game. People are hanging out of cars blowing their horns, running through the streets waving the French flag, doing the Tomahawk Chop, and screaming at the top of their lungs: “Viva la France!!” The bartender made us say that many times and said that Americans are “the best.”
I was so excited about the outcome of the game that I had to call home and talk to everyone, especially to Jonathan about soccer, even though I know he was probably wanted Brazil to win.
Earlier today we went to the Eiffel Tower and went all the way to the top. It was amazing and I filled up a memory card with all the pictures I took. I hung out with Jenny, Alicia, Warren, and Doug Johnson. On our walk back to the Metro station to come back to the FIAP, we stopped at a restaurant to eat lunch. I ordered in French, but when the waiter asked me a question about my water, I had no idea what he was saying. Finally, he said, “Fizzy or no fizzy?” He was very nice. On a side note, the “toilette” at the restaurant was in the floor. On our walk, we came up on a memorial for Princess Diana that was over a tunnel. After a small debate, we realized it was probably the tunnel where she was killed.
My roommate’s name is Whitney, and she’s really nice. I think I’m going to Amsterdam with her the weekend or the 14th, but that’s Bastille Day here in France, and I really don’t want to miss it.
There is no air conditioning anywhere in Paris, and there is no ice either. It’s not bad though because it hasn’t been really hot. We discovered that we could buy 1.5 liter bottles of water for .30 euros, so we have been doing that and just drinking them at room temperature. Alicia and I have been craving Gatorade, and if we find any we’ll probably buy five gallons.
Well, I’ve practically written a novel here, so I guess I’ll run. I’ll try to update this thing regularly. I love you all!