à paris: 4:15pm
So, hey from Paris. I won’t be as long winded as usual, as my 95 wpm typing speed has been slowed down substantially by this french keyboard–damn! I tried to update yesterday, but blogger was down, so thanks for your patience. So, my parents and godmother met me at the airport Monday at 4 pm, with a birthday carrot cake and everything! It was a great farewell. My flight was good, and I was undistracted by an aging, cursing Alaskan named Woody sitting next to me, took my sedatives and slept for the whole 9 hour flight–I recommend sedatives for such trips. I arrived in Paris at 4:20pm on Tuesday relatively rested, despite losing a day to travel.

T. retrieved me at the airport and brought me home to her cute wee apartment: it’s so cute! Right in downtown Paris near the Seinne (sp?) and the Louvre (sp?). Granted, her bathroom is a hallway and her kitchen is closet, but in a 400 year old building, such things are quintesentially adorable.

T. and I went for a walk yesterday, up the Seinne to UAP, her old college, which is in the shadow of the Eiffel Tower. We had a nice bit of vanity, and both got our legs waxed in preparation for our trip to Marseille (in the south of france) this weekend. The french rock at leg waxing (I know you all care–humor me here), and it was half as expensive as it would have been in Seattle. Quel fantastique!

I thought I had beaten my jetlag yesterday, but had some nasty-ass barfy feelings around noon. Yummy. I managed to keep it together (or rather, keep it down), and after a nap was just fine.

My french is slowly starting to return. I keep saying “Desolet, mon française est tres tres mauvaise” and people get confused because, thanks to my living with a frenchman for a year in San Francisco, my accent is quite good…people don’t seem to get that my accent is ALL that’s good. The vocab is kind of coming back…if someone asks me a question in english, I can usually answer in jumbled french.

When I checked my email today I had all sorts of unpleasent things waiting for me:

First, check out the comments to this post. I am a cow, bitch, AND whore. Who knew I could multi-task so efficiently?