First, I experienced a wave of emotions. I cried like a freaking baby for several hours. Soon after the crying, I had to meet the classmates for dinner and the such at a place somewhere that was a 30 minute walk from our building. That particular day was also a huge holiday here which was La Fete de la Music, which is one of about 3 holidays out of the year where all Parisians are out in the streets and there is music playing everywhere and anywhere. Also, they have food available all night! Only on this particular day though, it's not an everyday scenario where you can get street food/cheap food after 6pm. It's pretty crazy stuff. Wonder why the French are so skinny!? That's why. They don't eat junk food after 6pm.
Monday, July 4, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Le Weekend!
Samedi et Dimanche (11th-12th).
Samedi was, in sum, a whole lot of getting lost. I was trying to guide us to see the wonderful église de Madeline, which happens to be close to our hotel, but seemingly ran into another church by the name of San Augustine and then we ran into an H&M and then into a park by the name of Jardin des Tuileries which then led to The Louvre and then we turned around and VOILA! The Eiffel Tower was in plain sight and the Champs et Lycees right in front of us! Thus, we took a few pictures in front of the Louvre and went down to see and climb the Arc of Triumph. Along the way we stopped and took photos in front of the Place de la Concord. It was on the way back that we got really lost and a bit anxious to get home. But all turned out well. The sunlight is endless here! It doesn't get dark until 11pm! Our few days here have felt wayyyyy longer than usual. Which leads me to Dimanche. One last remark about yesterday...We were out the door by 10am and we didn't get back until 11pm. Yup! We walked from 10am-11pm. No big deal.
Dimanche was not long at all. We were out for a few hours and then came back to our room. But get this…we didn’t wake up until 2pm. Yeah…we were just a bit tired.
Señora and Mocoso have been trying their best to adjust to all the bread eating/dark concentrated coffee/and rudeness that is the French way. They’re not too kind to tourists. Therefore Señora, being a 6 cup a day instant coffee drinker herself, does not like the concentrated coffee here except for the one from McDonalds, so we’ve been making quite a few stops at the McD’s here au Paris. At first I was on the defense about it, “I’m not going to be one of those typical tourist that comes to a foreign country and eats at McD’s…” Alas, I need to be kind to Señora. She took a big step coming out here, but maybe it’s too much all at one time. This is her first time outside the US/Mexico. A big congrats to my mom for being the crazy “I’m going to Paris. Fuck IT” kind of woman. I had to get it from somewhere! Que no!? As for Mocoso, well…we ate at a restaurant yesterday and he wanted a salad with Ranch dressing. Aye Dios MIO! I kind of figured they wouldn’t have it, but my curiosity was also, kind of, eating away at me so I asked and the gentleman just looked at us as if we were crazy. At first the gentleman agreed with us, “Dressing, yes!” And then Rober asked “but Ranch dressing,” and the gentleman looked perplexed. He answered with “yes, dressing, yes, oil vinaigrette. Dressing yes!” Rober replied, “no thanks then.” Little brat. LOL. We ended eating two baguettes and Rober ate spaghetti. All was well.
We got to see the cathedral of Notre Dame and there was also mass going on so we got to see the church in action, which was really nice. We also, FINALLY, ran into the Madeline church. We met a very nice Peruvian man that has been living au Paris for 20 years! Crazyness. He also agreed with us that the French can be somewhat rude and unkind to tourists. We saw the Palias de Justice, Musee d’Orsay and I want to say that was about it.
That was the weekend for us…
Signing off from Paris.
Big smiles,
Tanya
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