Friday, January 23
Thursday, January 22
And now it is jeudi...
Thursday.
Tomorrow's my last day at school. :_( I'm so exhausted. I'm a little sick, too.
This afternoon I went to M Fournier's bureau to ask about buying a gym tshirt and to talk about getting my papers filled out. I gave them to him at the beginning of last week.
The gym teacher gave me the tshirt for free, it was very generous. The English teacher came to help translate some things on the papers... It was all very formal.
I picked up some little cake things on my way home tonight... We're getting ready to go out for dinner.
More later <3
xoxo
Tomorrow's my last day at school. :_( I'm so exhausted. I'm a little sick, too.
This afternoon I went to M Fournier's bureau to ask about buying a gym tshirt and to talk about getting my papers filled out. I gave them to him at the beginning of last week.
The gym teacher gave me the tshirt for free, it was very generous. The English teacher came to help translate some things on the papers... It was all very formal.
I picked up some little cake things on my way home tonight... We're getting ready to go out for dinner.
More later <3
xoxo
Wednesday with Klotilde and Francois
Wednesday I got out of school at noon and walked with Klotilde to her apartment
not far from the school.
Her apartment is really cute, and she's got three younger brothers and a younger sister from her mother's second marriage. They are SOOOO cute! Soloman drew me a picture :D He's... three or four. The middle boy asked me where I learned to speak English. ^.^ i was overwhelmed with adoration.
Her mom was really nice and really welcoming, she used to live in the states with Klotilde when she was younger. The whole family is Vegan, and we had goat cheese pizza, spinach salad, and some kind of olive pate on bread. And a kings cake and cider afterwards. I got the prize and got to wear the crown!!!
Klotilde's mother gave me a jar of honey from the place in France where her father is from and a box of chocolates for my family. She was so nice!
Klotilde and I ended up being really late to meet Francois at the school, but we got there :P Matheo and Emerson ended up not coming bc something at school, but K, F and I went to some weird semi underground greenhouse/maze type mall. It was crazy. We ate ice cream and gawked at ugly shoes.
K that about raps it up for this post...
xoxo
not far from the school.
Her apartment is really cute, and she's got three younger brothers and a younger sister from her mother's second marriage. They are SOOOO cute! Soloman drew me a picture :D He's... three or four. The middle boy asked me where I learned to speak English. ^.^ i was overwhelmed with adoration.
Her mom was really nice and really welcoming, she used to live in the states with Klotilde when she was younger. The whole family is Vegan, and we had goat cheese pizza, spinach salad, and some kind of olive pate on bread. And a kings cake and cider afterwards. I got the prize and got to wear the crown!!!
Klotilde's mother gave me a jar of honey from the place in France where her father is from and a box of chocolates for my family. She was so nice!
Klotilde and I ended up being really late to meet Francois at the school, but we got there :P Matheo and Emerson ended up not coming bc something at school, but K, F and I went to some weird semi underground greenhouse/maze type mall. It was crazy. We ate ice cream and gawked at ugly shoes.
K that about raps it up for this post...
xoxo
Indian food and missing metro stops
One of Fabrice's brothers was with an African princess (yes, I'm serious) in his first marriage, thus we have Auralia. Then someone else did something else with someone else, thus we have Domitille.
Tuesday night Auralia and Domitille came to the apartment to pick me up about 6.30, RIGHT as Obama's speech was finishing. It was phenomenal.
Anway, then we took the metro to a district in northern Paris and ate at a superb Indian place. I ate something with lamb... So I got to know both of them reasonably well, they were really great company, really funny and out going and they both spoke english well enough that we could converse the whole time. Domitille went to a university in the states for a year ( i think ) a while ago, and Auralia learned in school.
After we ate we walked around to Auralia's friend who worked at a bar nearby, no luck, so we went somewhere else and hung out.
We met a group of Parisien college guys who were really hysterical. One could speak english pretty well and really wanted to speak english with us lol
We also met a big group of German models (I know...) that were accompanying a guy who was the manager and somethingorother of three bands in Germany. They had come to sign some agreement... It was really cool.
Anyway, it was a really good time. A lot of people asked me about Obama lol I've been getting a lot of that here...
K, more soon!
xoxo
ps
ill put up some pictures i took in the metro station, they're funny. we missed our stop and got really lost...
Tuesday night Auralia and Domitille came to the apartment to pick me up about 6.30, RIGHT as Obama's speech was finishing. It was phenomenal.
Anway, then we took the metro to a district in northern Paris and ate at a superb Indian place. I ate something with lamb... So I got to know both of them reasonably well, they were really great company, really funny and out going and they both spoke english well enough that we could converse the whole time. Domitille went to a university in the states for a year ( i think ) a while ago, and Auralia learned in school.
After we ate we walked around to Auralia's friend who worked at a bar nearby, no luck, so we went somewhere else and hung out.
We met a group of Parisien college guys who were really hysterical. One could speak english pretty well and really wanted to speak english with us lol
We also met a big group of German models (I know...) that were accompanying a guy who was the manager and somethingorother of three bands in Germany. They had come to sign some agreement... It was really cool.
Anyway, it was a really good time. A lot of people asked me about Obama lol I've been getting a lot of that here...
K, more soon!
xoxo
ps
ill put up some pictures i took in the metro station, they're funny. we missed our stop and got really lost...
Sunday, January 18
Etretat- la plage
Going to the beach was a life changing experience.
It was a little village that we stayed in, pretty touristy (but kind of vacant because of the season) because of the famous cliffs along the shore. It's down in a little valley in between really magnificent, tall hills. There is a golf course on one side and a super old church on the other. We first arrived and went out onto the beach. It was FUH-REEZING. And it was high tide. we walked along the beach for a while and then drove up the golf course side of the valley to our hotel which had a PHENOMENAL view of the entire town and the cliffs, too. From the hotel we hiked up the cliffs and saw everything... so wonderful. And tiring!
Then it was back to the hotel so the kids could shower.
Then we went to dinner at a hotel restaurant in the town which was in a really cool old house. It was really strange looking amongst all the buildings that were so similar looking.
Sorry nothing is in great detail, I'm really exhausted.
After dinner I took a solo walk along the beach. Sounds fun, right? Well at the time it seemed like the most difficult walk of my life. It was glorious. I first stepped beyond the buildings and the wind was so strong that both my scarf and my purse flew away form me in an instant and i was off running after them. The freezing cold was crazy... But I did it. And I stopped several times just to look at the ocean...
It was funny to think that so far across that ocean was my family sleeping in a house without me. It was just weird. I had Rufus Wainwright stuck in my head :P
Then to bed.
I got up ultra early this morning (the next morning) to walk up the cliffs to see the town illuminate. It was already about 7.30 and I didn't see a single soul in the town. I thought I was the only person alive. It had rained, so the path up the cliffs was muddy and rocky. I only made it to the first landing because it was so cold and so windy. I drew a picture for Shelly :) After a while I walked down through the village and looked at all the architecture and houses on the hills.
I got back to the room at about 9am and took a hot bath before meeting the family in the breakfast room for baguette and nutella and jus d'orange.
We drove along and saw a few other little beach cities and walked along the beach in several places. It was really magnificent.
Lunch was at a creperie in a beach town. SO delicious. I can't even express :P
Then we came back home. I'm exhausted now, so I'll put up pics and stuff tomorrow.
Love you all.
xoxoxo
ciao
It was a little village that we stayed in, pretty touristy (but kind of vacant because of the season) because of the famous cliffs along the shore. It's down in a little valley in between really magnificent, tall hills. There is a golf course on one side and a super old church on the other. We first arrived and went out onto the beach. It was FUH-REEZING. And it was high tide. we walked along the beach for a while and then drove up the golf course side of the valley to our hotel which had a PHENOMENAL view of the entire town and the cliffs, too. From the hotel we hiked up the cliffs and saw everything... so wonderful. And tiring!
Then it was back to the hotel so the kids could shower.
Then we went to dinner at a hotel restaurant in the town which was in a really cool old house. It was really strange looking amongst all the buildings that were so similar looking.
Sorry nothing is in great detail, I'm really exhausted.
After dinner I took a solo walk along the beach. Sounds fun, right? Well at the time it seemed like the most difficult walk of my life. It was glorious. I first stepped beyond the buildings and the wind was so strong that both my scarf and my purse flew away form me in an instant and i was off running after them. The freezing cold was crazy... But I did it. And I stopped several times just to look at the ocean...
It was funny to think that so far across that ocean was my family sleeping in a house without me. It was just weird. I had Rufus Wainwright stuck in my head :P
Then to bed.
I got up ultra early this morning (the next morning) to walk up the cliffs to see the town illuminate. It was already about 7.30 and I didn't see a single soul in the town. I thought I was the only person alive. It had rained, so the path up the cliffs was muddy and rocky. I only made it to the first landing because it was so cold and so windy. I drew a picture for Shelly :) After a while I walked down through the village and looked at all the architecture and houses on the hills.
I got back to the room at about 9am and took a hot bath before meeting the family in the breakfast room for baguette and nutella and jus d'orange.
We drove along and saw a few other little beach cities and walked along the beach in several places. It was really magnificent.
Lunch was at a creperie in a beach town. SO delicious. I can't even express :P
Then we came back home. I'm exhausted now, so I'll put up pics and stuff tomorrow.
Love you all.
xoxoxo
ciao
Le Marais
Le Marais is a neighborhood in Paris near where Brigitte and Fabrice live here in the 12th district. It's called many things, but mostly it's the Jewish neighborhood of Paris. There are no restaurants open Saturdays for the Sabbath, and the whole area is restricted to pedestrians on Sundays.
I went here with Klotilde Saturday morning before I left with the family around 2 pm for Etretat.
Things I learned about Klotilde:
-her father lives a two hour drive into some kind of forest reservation in Washington state, has four children who she doesn't know(one of which travels the world as a belly dancer), and makes jewelry. She hasn't seen her father in 11 years and he wants her to move to the states next year and sends her shoes in the mail.
-her mother was a model in her youth and now has four other children besides Klotilde.
-Klotilde is vegan, and that's why she goes home every day for lunch.
-the nuns at Sainte Clotilde pay her tuition.
-she listens to Blondie and the Beatles.
-she is my french soul mate.
She took me all over the neighborhood and showed me THE coolest vintage and discount shops. They are all tiny and packed full of people, ultra weird french clothing items from as early as the thirties.
I bought:
-white leather healed boots
-three shirts for 3€
-some presents for friends' birthdays
-some crazy vampire tshirt
-THE COOLEST faux fur super vintage-y purse that I am currently mending for school in the morning...
-i really chic jacket (10€!!)
We were walking down the streets at about 10.30 waiting for things to open (at 11.00) and I saw about four policemen on horses (whoa!) so i was being really touristy and ran after them to take pictures. Anyway, when I was finished we turned to keep walking and this elderly man who is trying to open a gigantic door in some mystery building says something to us (too fast for me to understand). Klotilde starts translating but then the guy asks me in English if I wanted to see a really old building that he has been working on renovating (he's an architect). I assume this is because I was acting touristy...
Anyway, why not? So he gets the giant door open and starts telling us he's been working on this building for two years against the laws of the city of Paris. He says there are super old buildings everywhere that the city wants to destroy and make commercial buildings, but he's been fixing them and selling them to the public on his own for years. He said he'd worked out of TX for a while and this and that and then told us that the president of France noticed his work and really liked it, so now the city of Paris can't sue him for what he's done.
Dunno if any of it is true, but it was really beautiful and there was a nice garden inside. Don't worry mom, I stayed close to the door :P
For lunch we ate the most delicious falafel. They must not have been real Jews to have their shop open on a Saturday... There was no seating inside so we walked around to a little playground outside a church nearby. We fed the birds when we were through :)
I went here with Klotilde Saturday morning before I left with the family around 2 pm for Etretat.
Things I learned about Klotilde:
-her father lives a two hour drive into some kind of forest reservation in Washington state, has four children who she doesn't know(one of which travels the world as a belly dancer), and makes jewelry. She hasn't seen her father in 11 years and he wants her to move to the states next year and sends her shoes in the mail.
-her mother was a model in her youth and now has four other children besides Klotilde.
-Klotilde is vegan, and that's why she goes home every day for lunch.
-the nuns at Sainte Clotilde pay her tuition.
-she listens to Blondie and the Beatles.
-she is my french soul mate.
She took me all over the neighborhood and showed me THE coolest vintage and discount shops. They are all tiny and packed full of people, ultra weird french clothing items from as early as the thirties.
I bought:
-white leather healed boots
-three shirts for 3€
-some presents for friends' birthdays
-some crazy vampire tshirt
-THE COOLEST faux fur super vintage-y purse that I am currently mending for school in the morning...
-i really chic jacket (10€!!)
We were walking down the streets at about 10.30 waiting for things to open (at 11.00) and I saw about four policemen on horses (whoa!) so i was being really touristy and ran after them to take pictures. Anyway, when I was finished we turned to keep walking and this elderly man who is trying to open a gigantic door in some mystery building says something to us (too fast for me to understand). Klotilde starts translating but then the guy asks me in English if I wanted to see a really old building that he has been working on renovating (he's an architect). I assume this is because I was acting touristy...
Anyway, why not? So he gets the giant door open and starts telling us he's been working on this building for two years against the laws of the city of Paris. He says there are super old buildings everywhere that the city wants to destroy and make commercial buildings, but he's been fixing them and selling them to the public on his own for years. He said he'd worked out of TX for a while and this and that and then told us that the president of France noticed his work and really liked it, so now the city of Paris can't sue him for what he's done.
Dunno if any of it is true, but it was really beautiful and there was a nice garden inside. Don't worry mom, I stayed close to the door :P
For lunch we ate the most delicious falafel. They must not have been real Jews to have their shop open on a Saturday... There was no seating inside so we walked around to a little playground outside a church nearby. We fed the birds when we were through :)
Friday, January 16
Demain Matin: Le Marais + Gift!!
I was talking with a friend about going to le marais dimanche apres je retourne de la plage, mais it would be too late in the day. Alors, we will faisons du shopping demain matin (tomorrow morning). :D J'espere acheter un jolie sac(mon sac a mort... *tear*).
D'accord. Maintenant: dormir.
ALSO: Brigitte is so generous!! She bought me a wonderful manteau (coat). It is tres, tres chic and black and is le meme style que tous les filles portent :D J'aime ca. It's longer than the one I have now, and warmer, too. She got a really cute one for Juliette which is shorter and blanche. Now we almost match !
I added all of my french school friends on facebook last night and tonight. Tonight at almost the exact same time I got SEVEN chat windows pop up, four of them from les gens francais, three from americans. Talk about confusing! French slang is ridiculous.
LOL : MDR : : laugh out loud : mort de rire
C'est tout maintenant.
I meet at the Marais at 10 am, then off to la plage!
NOTE: This may be the last post until Sunday evening.
xoxoxoxo
susie
D'accord. Maintenant: dormir.
ALSO: Brigitte is so generous!! She bought me a wonderful manteau (coat). It is tres, tres chic and black and is le meme style que tous les filles portent :D J'aime ca. It's longer than the one I have now, and warmer, too. She got a really cute one for Juliette which is shorter and blanche. Now we almost match !
I added all of my french school friends on facebook last night and tonight. Tonight at almost the exact same time I got SEVEN chat windows pop up, four of them from les gens francais, three from americans. Talk about confusing! French slang is ridiculous.
LOL : MDR : : laugh out loud : mort de rire
C'est tout maintenant.
I meet at the Marais at 10 am, then off to la plage!
NOTE: This may be the last post until Sunday evening.
xoxoxoxo
susie
Made new friends.
*kids form a ridiculously huge line from outside in the courtyard to the main lobby area down a flight of stairs, through another lobby area and to the lunch line every day.
Today I was in line and everyone was being rather violent, pushing and shoving and whatnot... i was with the girls in my class, and behind me were four students: two girls whose names I can't remember, Francois, and Emerson. Francois is a gay Italian and Emerson is considered american, even though he only goes to the states 2 months out of the year. The two girls are very nice and I like them a lot. I ended up eating lunch with that group instead of the girls in my class. They were a little more interesting :P also, it was nice having Emerson translate. He speaks english like an american and french like a native.
Apparently the girls I usually hang out with are pretty straight laced... I got all the drug dealers and class-skippers pointed out to me by Francois :P
I was also surprised to find out that even though it's a private school, there are a lot of kids who have failed grades.
I was walking around the courtyard with the guys and one of them showed me a video of Emerson in a street hip hop competition. Who knew?? And he won.
What else... My acrylic nails are falling off. It's sad.
OH. Not going out tonight, Auralia has to work until 10pm, so we'll go out next week, maybe Tuesday.
Some kids i met at school today are having a party Sunday I think, but i'll have just gotten back from the coast.
Klotilde wants to throw a party maybe wednesday. She said she wanted to have one before I leave :)
Klotilde is a really sweet girl. if you look at my last picture from the cinema, she's the tallest on the left. She listens to Blondie and the Beatles and shops at second hand stores. Pretty great.
oops K I'll finish later.
xoxoxo
ciao
Today I was in line and everyone was being rather violent, pushing and shoving and whatnot... i was with the girls in my class, and behind me were four students: two girls whose names I can't remember, Francois, and Emerson. Francois is a gay Italian and Emerson is considered american, even though he only goes to the states 2 months out of the year. The two girls are very nice and I like them a lot. I ended up eating lunch with that group instead of the girls in my class. They were a little more interesting :P also, it was nice having Emerson translate. He speaks english like an american and french like a native.
Apparently the girls I usually hang out with are pretty straight laced... I got all the drug dealers and class-skippers pointed out to me by Francois :P
I was also surprised to find out that even though it's a private school, there are a lot of kids who have failed grades.
I was walking around the courtyard with the guys and one of them showed me a video of Emerson in a street hip hop competition. Who knew?? And he won.
What else... My acrylic nails are falling off. It's sad.
OH. Not going out tonight, Auralia has to work until 10pm, so we'll go out next week, maybe Tuesday.
Some kids i met at school today are having a party Sunday I think, but i'll have just gotten back from the coast.
Klotilde wants to throw a party maybe wednesday. She said she wanted to have one before I leave :)
Klotilde is a really sweet girl. if you look at my last picture from the cinema, she's the tallest on the left. She listens to Blondie and the Beatles and shops at second hand stores. Pretty great.
oops K I'll finish later.
xoxoxo
ciao
Thursday, January 15
Twilight
Today I woke up at looked at the clock. It was 10.30 and I had plans to meet the girls at the school (less than 5 min walk) at 11.15. If you know me you know it takes a minimum of :
-20 minutes to choose what to wear,
-10 minutes to blow dry my hair,
-5 minutes to choose shoes and a jacket,
-10 minutes to lotion and makeup,
-5 minutes to eat
and that all puts me out the door 5 minutes after everyone had met at the school. AAGGHH!!!
The movie: Twilight. Ok, I'm not into vampire/sci-fi stuff at all, but I wanted to cry all the way through this movie. Oh, and it was in English!! (french subtitles)
K here are the pics from outside the theater after the movie:
-20 minutes to choose what to wear,
-10 minutes to blow dry my hair,
-5 minutes to choose shoes and a jacket,
-10 minutes to lotion and makeup,
-5 minutes to eat
and that all puts me out the door 5 minutes after everyone had met at the school. AAGGHH!!!
The movie: Twilight. Ok, I'm not into vampire/sci-fi stuff at all, but I wanted to cry all the way through this movie. Oh, and it was in English!! (french subtitles)
K here are the pics from outside the theater after the movie:
(I'm talking in this one.)
I promise they're much happier than they look :P
I promise they're much happier than they look :P
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