Friday, September 27

Well well, does the excitement never end? Today I was told that I am going to live with the Paris director for a week while Ashley stays in a single in the dorm until we can find me a permanent place to stay. Still waiting to send out my permanent address to everyone, although I have received 2 letters since I've been here. Shame on those who have failed to write...

This weekend we are going to Monte Saint Michel. No one know what is in store for us there, but we do know there is a monastery... hmmm Plus there's tons of dancing to do tonight, so I'd best be going.

Tuesday, September 24

More funny Ashley roommate stories. She accidentally asked for a crepe with the slang term for "ass" insstead of "strawberries." The humor never ends.

Saturday we went out on the town ofr the first time. We met some Americans at a cafe who are from Washington D.C. and Seattle and they asked us to go out with them to some of their favorite bars. We went to this place called the LongHop which is an English/Irish bar, but they closed at 1:30 so we moved to a place called Le Violon Dengue, or "the Violin Den." It was so cool! It was a series of caves underground, which sounds bizarre but was totally neat. Let me just tell you that being a woman in France is like being a prize piece of top sirloin in a meat market... Gross... One guy told me he could guess where I was from from my accent, and he said he would bet money I was from London. I should have taken the bet. I guess I speak French with a british accent. Hmm. We got home at around 4:30 and Amy crashed on my floor after taking care of me. What a friend.

Yesterday after a ton of sightseeing (Moulin Rouge baby!), we were supposed to go our for Jenny's birthday (her 21st), and I coulnd't even make myself drink. I know, I know, you are asking what Europe has done to me. LOL. This weekend all teh maajor attractions in Paris were free, so we saw Notre Dame and the Eiffel Tower, Les Invalids and Sacre Coeur. Pretty cool that I live here and can come back and see these things any day I want. Whoo-hoo!

Thursday, September 19

Well, here I am in France. Phenomenal. I found out when I got here that there was no room left in the dorm we were supposed to be staying in, so we are in another student house about 20 minutes away by metro a couple blocks from le Sorbonne. So... the address and telephone number I gave you all is now incorrect. We are in this house until the 1st of October, and then they will see where tp put us. I don't mind being in this house, because it's in the Latin Quarter, and theres SO MUCH to do and see everywhere around us.

Speaking french is difficult at times, but I'm getting used to it. When you try to speak french to most store clerks, etc, they all switch to english, which is kind of frustrating b/c I am trying to improve. funny things occur b/c of language barriers though. Like, 2 days ago when I got here i needed to buy an alarm clock, but I couldn't remember what they were called, so I went around asking the clerks where was "a clock to wake one up in the morning." They got the basic idea. Also, yesterday my roommate Ashley needed money exchanged, and the french words for "twenty" and "wine" are very similar, so when she asked for a twenty with the stress on the wrong vowel, the man laughed at her and asked if she was sure several times. She just kept saying yes, and he said ok hesitantly. Then when the next person went up he asked them if she wanted a drink also.

Well, I should get going. Email me, you all know how. Talk to you soon.

Sunday, September 15

Advance apology for the song lyric mood lately

Well I left my happy home to see what I could find out
I left my folk and friends with the aim to clear my mind out
Well I hit the rowdy road and many kinds I met there
Many stories told me of the way to get there
So on and on I go, the seconds tick the time out
There's so much left to know, and I'm on the road to find out
Well in the end I'll know, but on the way I wonder
Through descending snow, and through the frost and thunder
I listen to the wind come howl, telling me I have to hurry
I listen to the robin's song saying not to worry
So on and on I go, the seconds tick the time out
There's so much left to know, and I'm on the road to find out
Then I found myself alone, hopin' someone would miss me
Thinking about my home, and the last person to kiss me
But sometimes you have to moan when nothing seems to suit ya
But nevertheless you know you're locked towards the future
So on and on you go, the seconds tick the time out
There's so much left to know, and I'm on the road to findout
Then I found my head one day when I wasn't even trying
And here I have to say, 'cause there is no use in lying,
Yes the answer lies within, so why not take a look now?
Kick out the devil's sin, pick up, pick up a good book now

-Cat Stevens

Friday, September 13

Come back from San Francisco, it can't be all that pretty, when all of New York City misses you. You need me like the wind needs the trees to blow in, like the moon needs poetry, you need me.

Wednesday, September 11

All right, all the crises seem to be over. But then again, you never know when aliens dripping with chocolate syrup are going to show up in your house and demand you give them a handwritten 30 page list of the reasons they should not kill you. Aliens aside, things are calmer.

Going to get my loan today. Big money, big expenses. I figure I'll only have this chance once in a lifetime, so I may as well live it up. I met some friends of my parents the other day whose other friends own a flat in London and I have a good chance of staying there. I'm definitely going to take them up on that offer. I guess the guys who own it have big money and work for some researching firm making the big decisions like what color Kool-Aid packages should be. They own the flat for fun and something to do with their money. Hey baby.... the tarot cards DID say I would find a job that would lead directly into money and that new friends would introduce me to the job and I wasn't coming back. Hmmm... anyone else smell possibility in the air? I really do think I will come back and finish school, but after that, who knows? I could handle living in Europe for the rest of my life.

I've been in a bit of a funk lately, so if you think you can help, let me know.

Tuesday, September 10

I know, I know. I promised a thrilling tale here about cars flipping and last minute romantic yet worrisome reunions and emergency room visits and my dad wrecking the car on the way to the first accident site. Well, I'm tired from all that now, so maybe tomorrow.

But... amidst all this craziness was a random trip to Twede's Cafe from Twin Peaks where I ordered a "slice of cherry pie and a damn fine cup o' Joe." I looked for the free-swinging traffic light, but it was nowhere to be seen.