<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:34:33.531+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La Petite Parisienne</title><subtitle type='html'>Descriptions of my daily adventures in Paris.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-3922421999619670396</id><published>2009-01-23T15:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:50:34.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from lunch with Klotilde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SXnZHWD0ExI/AAAAAAAAA60/uhmycclMHx4/s1600-h/DSC02026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Domitille</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SXjAfDKkPnI/AAAAAAAAA6c/hUqjWV5M7-8/s1600-h/DSC02014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SXjAfDKkPnI/AAAAAAAAA6c/hUqjWV5M7-8/s400/DSC02014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294193001632120434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SXjAeoKpG6I/AAAAAAAAA6U/vf9Jopsn5Fk/s1600-h/DSC02013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SXjAeoKpG6I/AAAAAAAAA6U/vf9Jopsn5Fk/s400/DSC02013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294192994384681890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SXjAdv1fmCI/AAAAAAAAA6M/_Ayv7F22gHk/s1600-h/DSC02012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SXi-lagXkBI/AAAAAAAAA5U/8B7KfGDO78Y/s400/DSC01998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294190911953539090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-3020024923248388026?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/3020024923248388026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/pictures-just-tuesday-w-auralia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/3020024923248388026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/3020024923248388026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/pictures-just-tuesday-w-auralia.html' title='Pictures: just tuesday w Auralia &amp; Domitille'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SXjAfDKkPnI/AAAAAAAAA6c/hUqjWV5M7-8/s72-c/DSC02014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-6319491643077425434</id><published>2009-01-22T19:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:30:11.215+01:00</updated><title type='text'>And now it is jeudi...</title><content type='html'>Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's my last day at school. :_( I'm so exhausted. I'm a little sick, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up some little cake things on my way home tonight... We're getting ready to go out for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;More later &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-6319491643077425434?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/6319491643077425434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-now-it-is-jeudi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/6319491643077425434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/6319491643077425434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-now-it-is-jeudi.html' title='And now it is jeudi...'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-1585220143722345105</id><published>2009-01-22T19:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:17:16.692+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday with Klotilde and Francois</title><content type='html'>Wednesday I got out of school at noon and walked with Klotilde to her apartment&lt;br /&gt;not far from the school.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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!!!&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K that about raps it up for this post...&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-1585220143722345105?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/1585220143722345105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/wednesday-with-klotilde-and-francois.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/1585220143722345105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/1585220143722345105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/wednesday-with-klotilde-and-francois.html' title='Wednesday with Klotilde and Francois'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-3149078040769765445</id><published>2009-01-22T18:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:04:38.395+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian food and missing metro stops</title><content type='html'>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.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, more soon!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;ps&lt;br /&gt;ill put up some pictures i took in the metro station, they're funny. we missed our stop and got really lost...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-3149078040769765445?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/3149078040769765445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/indian-food-and-missing-metro-stops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/3149078040769765445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/3149078040769765445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/indian-food-and-missing-metro-stops.html' title='Indian food and missing metro stops'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-8143182355483155704</id><published>2009-01-18T21:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:33:34.561+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Etretat- la plage</title><content type='html'>Going to the beach was a life changing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;Then it was back to the hotel so the kids could shower.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry nothing is in great detail, I'm really exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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...&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to bed.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove along and saw a few other little beach cities and walked along the beach in several places. It was really magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was at a creperie in a beach town. SO delicious. I can't even express :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came back home. I'm exhausted now, so I'll put up pics and stuff tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-8143182355483155704?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/8143182355483155704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/etretat-la-plage.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/8143182355483155704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/8143182355483155704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/etretat-la-plage.html' title='Etretat- la plage'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-4956762269816608669</id><published>2009-01-18T20:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:22:19.082+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Marais</title><content type='html'>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.&lt;br /&gt;I went here with Klotilde Saturday morning before I left with the family around 2 pm for Etretat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I learned about Klotilde:&lt;br /&gt;-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.&lt;br /&gt;-her mother was a model in her youth and now has four other children besides Klotilde.&lt;br /&gt;-Klotilde is vegan, and that's why she goes home every day for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;-the nuns at Sainte Clotilde pay her tuition.&lt;br /&gt;-she listens to Blondie and the Beatles.&lt;br /&gt;-she is my french soul mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;I bought:&lt;br /&gt;-white leather healed boots&lt;br /&gt;-three shirts for 3€&lt;br /&gt;-some presents for friends' birthdays&lt;br /&gt;-some crazy vampire tshirt&lt;br /&gt;-THE COOLEST faux fur super vintage-y purse that I am currently mending for school in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;-i really chic jacket (10€!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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...&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-4956762269816608669?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/4956762269816608669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/le-marais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/4956762269816608669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/4956762269816608669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/le-marais.html' title='Le Marais'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-6117817571076938169</id><published>2009-01-16T21:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:08:04.755+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Demain Matin: Le Marais   +   Gift!!</title><content type='html'>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*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'accord. Maintenant: dormir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL : MDR : : laugh out loud : mort de rire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est tout maintenant.&lt;br /&gt;I meet at the Marais at 10 am, then off to la plage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: This may be the last post until Sunday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;susie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-6117817571076938169?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/6117817571076938169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/demain-matin-le-marais-gift.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/6117817571076938169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/6117817571076938169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/demain-matin-le-marais-gift.html' title='Demain Matin: Le Marais   +   Gift!!'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-5844493233796929363</id><published>2009-01-16T18:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:19:27.267+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Made new friends.</title><content type='html'>*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.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... My acrylic nails are falling off. It's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. Not going out tonight, Auralia has to work until 10pm, so we'll go out next week, maybe Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Some kids i met at school today are having a party Sunday I think,  but i'll have just gotten back from the coast.&lt;br /&gt;Klotilde wants to throw a party maybe wednesday. She said she wanted to have one before I leave :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops K I'll finish later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-5844493233796929363?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/5844493233796929363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/made-new-friends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/5844493233796929363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/5844493233796929363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/made-new-friends.html' title='Made new friends.'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-2686966135435404128</id><published>2009-01-15T18:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T18:39:46.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>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 :&lt;br /&gt;-20 minutes to choose what to wear,&lt;br /&gt;-10 minutes to blow dry my hair,&lt;br /&gt;-5 minutes to choose shoes and a jacket,&lt;br /&gt;-10 minutes to lotion and makeup,&lt;br /&gt;-5 minutes to eat&lt;br /&gt;and that all puts me out the door 5 minutes after everyone had met at the school. AAGGHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K here are the pics from outside the theater after the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I'm talking in this one.)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9zPaBbJaI/AAAAAAAAA4w/MoT1I5Lkis4/s1600-h/DSC01852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9zPaBbJaI/AAAAAAAAA4w/MoT1I5Lkis4/s400/DSC01852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291574795704149410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I promise they're much happier than they look :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9zO82xT9I/AAAAAAAAA4o/PC581CNEj1I/s1600-h/DSC01851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9zO82xT9I/AAAAAAAAA4o/PC581CNEj1I/s400/DSC01851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291574787874836434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-2686966135435404128?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/2686966135435404128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/twilight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/2686966135435404128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/2686966135435404128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9zPaBbJaI/AAAAAAAAA4w/MoT1I5Lkis4/s72-c/DSC01852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-5860058334975023170</id><published>2009-01-15T18:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T18:31:42.922+01:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures from last night</title><content type='html'>I took this stopped at a light on the scooter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9ycWQYJzI/AAAAAAAAA4g/TZHgt_Bc3sg/s1600-h/DSC01848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9ycWQYJzI/AAAAAAAAA4g/TZHgt_Bc3sg/s400/DSC01848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291573918519797554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every fridya night people go roller skating all over the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9ycA_YEAI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/IpxFl513DGg/s1600-h/DSC01847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9ycA_YEAI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/IpxFl513DGg/s400/DSC01847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291573912811343874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more skaters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9yRJXdWaI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/N6sw5YQKIMk/s1600-h/DSC01846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9yRJXdWaI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/N6sw5YQKIMk/s400/DSC01846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291573726081276322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9yQ7kjX0I/AAAAAAAAA4I/qF4CLOWqBOA/s1600-h/DSC01844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9yQ7kjX0I/AAAAAAAAA4I/qF4CLOWqBOA/s400/DSC01844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291573722378100546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;champs elysees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9yQ_yqPfI/AAAAAAAAA4A/4jDpC03nZjE/s1600-h/DSC01841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9yQ_yqPfI/AAAAAAAAA4A/4jDpC03nZjE/s400/DSC01841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291573723511012850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eiffel tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9yQotitwI/AAAAAAAAA34/tJrIsIEk_5k/s1600-h/DSC01832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9yQotitwI/AAAAAAAAA34/tJrIsIEk_5k/s400/DSC01832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291573717315532546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9yQpFGQZI/AAAAAAAAA3w/O-BKuPoEyss/s1600-h/DSC01831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9yQpFGQZI/AAAAAAAAA3w/O-BKuPoEyss/s400/DSC01831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291573717414330770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-5860058334975023170?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/5860058334975023170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/pictures-from-last-night.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/5860058334975023170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/5860058334975023170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/pictures-from-last-night.html' title='pictures from last night'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW9ycWQYJzI/AAAAAAAAA4g/TZHgt_Bc3sg/s72-c/DSC01848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-5689812218718079104</id><published>2009-01-14T23:31:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:31:29.180+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One Blink and My Heart Wasn't There</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW51m-KzEII/AAAAAAAAA3o/yx6dXcazuPU/s1600-h/DSC01823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW51m-KzEII/AAAAAAAAA3o/yx6dXcazuPU/s400/DSC01823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291295924590678146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What every 16 year old girl should do:&lt;br /&gt;-ride on the back of a motorcycle the length of the louvre, down the famous boulevards of Paris, France, 10.00pm, and witness the City of Lights in all it's beaming glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city sparkles at night, the buildings go blurry if you stare too long because they're lit up so bright. The Eiffel Tower, and City Hall, the Grand Palais, Champs Elysees, the churches and schools and museums and theaters and restaurants and apartments and gardens and cemeteries and metro stations and shopping malls and luxury stores and markets and monuments and statues and -- I never want to leave. But I want you all here. Come here! :) The people are so much nicer and the food is better and .. you'll see. I wish i could show it all with my eyes or with words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I'm bright and breezy, because of all the beautiful and new things I'm learning about you, day by day. wow that's not what I was trying to type. I'm listening to that song on youtube :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ballet we saw tonight was the most interesting thing I've seen on stage. It was interpretive and bazaar... projected behind the dancers was a scream with abstract people diving into a pool and.. being abstract and swimming and being happy, and some of them were naked and then the dancers on stage appeared on the screen with the swimming people and then their was a sand castle and... it was weird. i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beforehand we went to dinner in the building the theater is in and there was a MAGNIFICENT view of the Eiffel Tower. Every hour for 5 minutes it lights up and sparkles. It's magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to sleep in tomorrow. I meet the girls at the school at 11.15 so we can get lunch before the movie at 12.15. I accidentally confused everyone today when I asked which theater it would be at... They all looked at me and said, "no, we're going to a movie" (except in french) and i said yeah, which theater? Turns out they call it the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to come back to France soon so I can see the rest of Europe. I really want to see Italy. And the south of France, the islands where Brigitte's parents live. She told me Monaco was near there. I have to see Monaco before I die, it's on my list. I really want to see London, too. Not that I couldn't live in Paris for the rest of my life and never see everything... But the kids at school tell me such great things about other places. They're all bored with Paris. How does that happen???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, more later. I'm going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xox- OH, pictures. here. pictures take a long time to resize and rotate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just the view from the balcony at the apartment. im too tired to resize the ones from tonight. they'll be upp soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW51WGxIz2I/AAAAAAAAA3g/1sTkgFpHt5Y/s1600-h/DSC01819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW51WGxIz2I/AAAAAAAAA3g/1sTkgFpHt5Y/s400/DSC01819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291295634841194338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW51WMDaHdI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/nt4Kasidw8g/s1600-h/DSC01818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW51WMDaHdI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/nt4Kasidw8g/s400/DSC01818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291295636260003282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW51V0uIV8I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/6rMJCKVbdt0/s1600-h/DSC01817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW51V0uIV8I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/6rMJCKVbdt0/s400/DSC01817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291295629996742594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW51VtihhaI/AAAAAAAAA3I/OSk91VE6v6Y/s1600-h/DSC01816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW51VtihhaI/AAAAAAAAA3I/OSk91VE6v6Y/s400/DSC01816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291295628069012898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW51VDksvdI/AAAAAAAAA3A/cdpb-34pmWc/s1600-h/DSC01815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW51VDksvdI/AAAAAAAAA3A/cdpb-34pmWc/s400/DSC01815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291295616803847634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-5689812218718079104?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/5689812218718079104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-blink-and-my-heart-wasnt-there.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/5689812218718079104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/5689812218718079104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-blink-and-my-heart-wasnt-there.html' title='One Blink and My Heart Wasn&apos;t There'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW51m-KzEII/AAAAAAAAA3o/yx6dXcazuPU/s72-c/DSC01823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-6057690123598858683</id><published>2009-01-14T14:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:35:01.075+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoops.</title><content type='html'>Forgot to include the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking out on the large outside area (down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3pIN4uivI/AAAAAAAAA24/Mee9_7rkxw8/s1600-h/DSC01798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3pIN4uivI/AAAAAAAAA24/Mee9_7rkxw8/s400/DSC01798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291141464606018290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only lockers in the school (down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3pH-3QpfI/AAAAAAAAA2w/xG853mUoB9Q/s1600-h/DSC01800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3pH-3QpfI/AAAAAAAAA2w/xG853mUoB9Q/s400/DSC01800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291141460573332978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone leaving (down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3o9M9JeKI/AAAAAAAAA2o/f-VEXNFstUs/s1600-h/DSC01801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3o9M9JeKI/AAAAAAAAA2o/f-VEXNFstUs/s400/DSC01801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291141275377563810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliette just after school (down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3o9IVAc4I/AAAAAAAAA2g/zX7rui_u1Y4/s1600-h/DSC01802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3o9IVAc4I/AAAAAAAAA2g/zX7rui_u1Y4/s400/DSC01802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291141274135458690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could remember all their names... Gorgeous french people. (down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3o9GPBSaI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/NmdfROo3UCE/s1600-h/DSC01804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3o9GPBSaI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/NmdfROo3UCE/s400/DSC01804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291141273573476770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[pretend my eyes are open]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3o80-iVZI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/6bEwyPx3-Rk/s1600-h/DSC01805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3o80-iVZI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/6bEwyPx3-Rk/s400/DSC01805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291141268940936594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school being excited abt the chocolate I bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3o8zxAbyI/AAAAAAAAA2I/qCm9oop6ZVc/s1600-h/DSC01814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3o8zxAbyI/AAAAAAAAA2I/qCm9oop6ZVc/s400/DSC01814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291141268615753506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-6057690123598858683?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/6057690123598858683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/whoops.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/6057690123598858683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/6057690123598858683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/whoops.html' title='Whoops.'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW3pIN4uivI/AAAAAAAAA24/Mee9_7rkxw8/s72-c/DSC01798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-2784514794380982280</id><published>2009-01-14T14:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:26:00.739+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretend my eyes are open.</title><content type='html'>I got out of school today at one oclock and tried to take a few pictures... My eyes are closed in one. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym- was outside, we played frisbee, my pants were too long and got soaked bc it had been raining... and my shoes were drenched for the rest of the day. I'll know better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music- they were learning the history of rock and talked about country and blues... the kids played on a drumset. it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francais- We did an exercise with subject-verb agreement and Clotilde checked my answers and I GOT THEM ALL RIGHT!! yay me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I went with some of the boys to a little grocery type store and we bought sodas and chocolate... then we talked about something or other and now I'm here, at the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-2784514794380982280?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/2784514794380982280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/pretend-my-eyes-are-open.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/2784514794380982280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/2784514794380982280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/pretend-my-eyes-are-open.html' title='Pretend my eyes are open.'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-8410464134987112733</id><published>2009-01-13T23:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:43:42.569+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quelque Chose Rigolo/ Goodnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW0Y9aMR_OI/AAAAAAAAA2A/k9nUHvtSLoU/s1600-h/Image_00022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW0Y9aMR_OI/AAAAAAAAA2A/k9nUHvtSLoU/s320/Image_00022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290912580512120034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW0Y9GN01aI/AAAAAAAAA14/WbFDeH5nw4o/s1600-h/Image_00019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW0Y9GN01aI/AAAAAAAAA14/WbFDeH5nw4o/s320/Image_00019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290912575149888930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At the end of the school day when the bell rang and we were dismissed kids were walked around and the boy who's been talking to me so much came up and said something about seeing me tomorrow and then did the french-goodbye-kissy thing, and it was so funny, my first reaction of course is to punch any guy who tries to kiss me, right? Ugh, I was SO close to punching this poor boy in the face. He's really tall though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, fin de l'histoire rigolo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-8410464134987112733?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/8410464134987112733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/quelque-chose-rigolo-goodnight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/8410464134987112733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/8410464134987112733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/quelque-chose-rigolo-goodnight.html' title='Quelque Chose Rigolo/ Goodnight'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SW0Y9aMR_OI/AAAAAAAAA2A/k9nUHvtSLoU/s72-c/Image_00022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-1401283976153791878</id><published>2009-01-13T18:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:27:03.205+01:00</updated><title type='text'>National Tell Susie She's Pretty Day</title><content type='html'>By now everyone in the school knows I'm here, and I'm getting stares in the hallway haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes were good, I didn't understand much except for in math (geometry) and in SVT (biology) and in English. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to M. Fournier after school today about the paperwork that would need to be filled out and I think I was very polite and very appreciative...  He asked how I was doing in the English class and if I was helping and I told him I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are really funny, they keep asking me if I like this one boy who is always talking to me. I told them he was 'forward' and parce que je ne sais pas comment dit-on ca en francais, they looked it up in a dictioary, and apparently it's something negative in french. I kept trying to say that he was a very nice boy, and kept saying that I like everyone, but I think his feelings were hurt a little. Everyone else was laughing though, so I guess it could be worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking outside with my friends after lunch and I was leading the group and this large group of very tall boys came up directly in front of me in this busy hallway with lost of loud people laughing and one boy came forward and started talking in Spanish? idk. But then he said something in french and I responded and he says, "Oh, you're american!" And then started talking to me in english, the group still totally blocking off the hallway. He said I was pretty and this and that and something about the other boys watching me... it was a little confusing. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids in Juliette's class are nice also, they all talk to me and are very attentive and curious about everything american.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have a class this afternoon, so I thought I would go sit in the quiet library and type up some journals. That's what I thought... haha I got there and Juliette introduced me before she went to her class, and turns out the librarian has a son in NC and a daughter in NY and spoke english, and really wanted to speak with me :P  And then some kids came in and started asking about where I was from, was my laptop real, can we carry guns in the US, can we drive, have I been to California, New York, Florida, where do I live, can I point it out on a map... So I didn't get much done :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when I first went into my class the first thing I saw was this beautiful, beautiful person. Glowing with beauty. It's this boy with some very french, very eloquent name... the most perfect looking person I've ever seen, and he's always smiling and talks to me sometimes. I thought his perfection was worth noting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have my first gym class tomorrow, and a music class also. I get out of school at noon- YAY! maybe Ill have some time out of school to hang out with some kids. I'm excited about the ballet tomorrow night and about going to the movies Jeudi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later.&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;susie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-1401283976153791878?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/1401283976153791878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/national-tell-susie-shes-pretty-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/1401283976153791878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/1401283976153791878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/national-tell-susie-shes-pretty-day.html' title='National Tell Susie She&apos;s Pretty Day'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-7973492783191981759</id><published>2009-01-12T21:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:52:12.927+01:00</updated><title type='text'>p.s. night mom!</title><content type='html'>I miss you all and i love you.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;susie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWusrfwyMOI/AAAAAAAAA1w/6LIVyymof6c/s1600-h/Image_00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWusrfwyMOI/AAAAAAAAA1w/6LIVyymof6c/s400/Image_00004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290512050537246946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWusrDVPHuI/AAAAAAAAA1o/cIk8T9MUbGQ/s1600-h/Image_00006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWusrDVPHuI/AAAAAAAAA1o/cIk8T9MUbGQ/s400/Image_00006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290512042905509602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWusrBtlAsI/AAAAAAAAA1g/l4m2vtX0dHM/s1600-h/Image_00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWusrBtlAsI/AAAAAAAAA1g/l4m2vtX0dHM/s400/Image_00007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290512042470736578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kisssssss. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWusq6HtV4I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/3aRwVV76fcM/s1600-h/Image_00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWusq6HtV4I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/3aRwVV76fcM/s400/Image_00008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290512040432850818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those are my tonsils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWusqYiz45I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/rtvJaNcIgp4/s1600-h/Image_00012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWusqYiz45I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/rtvJaNcIgp4/s400/Image_00012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290512031419720594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-7973492783191981759?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/7973492783191981759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/ps-night-mom.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/7973492783191981759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/7973492783191981759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/ps-night-mom.html' title='p.s. night mom!'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWusrfwyMOI/AAAAAAAAA1w/6LIVyymof6c/s72-c/Image_00004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-8799702018502131194</id><published>2009-01-12T19:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:38:08.560+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Je Vais Aller...</title><content type='html'>Wednesday-                    the ballet at 8.30 with Brigitte and Fabrice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-                        teacher work day, I got invited to see Twilight with some of the girls in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday-                             I will go out with Auralia. I do not know where ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday/Sunday-           Go to the West Coast, see the ocean. Maybe something else, I do not know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-8799702018502131194?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/8799702018502131194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/je-vais-aller.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/8799702018502131194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/8799702018502131194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/je-vais-aller.html' title='Je Vais Aller...'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-3691773707351735022</id><published>2009-01-12T19:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:04:30.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion</title><content type='html'>Girls all wear jeans or other casual pants with sweaters. Everyone wears sweaters.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has heavy jackets that are printed with some geometric designs, but they take them off in class, too...&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot of jewelry...&lt;br /&gt;A lot of the girls were wearing moccasin type boots with tassels around the top... it was kinda weird. Some tennis shoes, also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is singing in the shower :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys wear jeans and zip up jackets... tennis shoes... all very european, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k that's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-3691773707351735022?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/3691773707351735022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/fashion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/3691773707351735022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/3691773707351735022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/fashion.html' title='Fashion'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-2885609747897782591</id><published>2009-01-12T17:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:08:51.643+01:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>I went with Juliette at school at 8.30 am bc school starts for her class at nine.&lt;br /&gt; My classes will actually start at eight... I am taking Spanish, history, english, physics, francais, latin, mathematiques, PE... je ne sais pas. Beaucoup. I think I spoke pretty well with my classmates, but now I am exhausted. I think I made friends with the smart kids :D two of the girls speak pretty good english and help when I get stuck. None of the teachers really recognized me except when I was first introduced and when I went to History with Mme Putet qui est my adviser. I don't talk much with any of the adults...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprises:&lt;br /&gt;*there is a lot of pushing and shoving in the hallways&lt;br /&gt;*there is a lot of talking and moving around in class&lt;br /&gt;*there is sliced cheese at lunch!&lt;br /&gt;*everyone eats yogurt at lunch&lt;br /&gt;*there are 9 one hour classes (well, 55 mins) and two 20 minute breaks and one 15 minute break.&lt;br /&gt;*teachers share classrooms a lot&lt;br /&gt;*there are 900 kids in the school&lt;br /&gt;*we go outside and walk aroung during all of the breaks ( COLD!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the english class we watched Friends, which was really fun. I had actually already seen the episode we watched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a boy who usually sat a little behind me who talked to me all the time... He offered me his coat when we took our first break and was very persistent... I think he said some vulgar things in french :P but i'm not totally sure. The girls told me to tell him to shut up haha&lt;br /&gt;The girl who helped me the most was Clautide (sp?) and she spoke pretty good english and gave me her phone number in case I have any questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired I can hardly think of what to say. I'll be going to bed early tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i wore some pink shoes today that KILLED my feet. And I underdressed... i didnt think we would be outside so much, and i froze. but im pretty good at acting warm when im cold so it was ok :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone thought I was stupid, speaking is so hard... i could usually understand people and know what I wanted to say, but the words just wouldn't come out. Good thing they've all been taking english for a couple years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else...&lt;br /&gt;Mme Putet said something during class like that the boys were glad I was here and then everyone started talking haha i think it was good things...&lt;br /&gt;I spent the first hour with Juliette's class and it was fun. They were learning how cars and airplanes work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k im tired. Ask me questions and I'll respond &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-2885609747897782591?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/2885609747897782591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/2885609747897782591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/2885609747897782591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-9219810718794031796</id><published>2009-01-11T23:18:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:46:52.910+01:00</updated><title type='text'>King's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWp1PsLJElI/AAAAAAAAA04/BH9GSSrpjx0/s1600-h/Image_00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWp1PsLJElI/AAAAAAAAA04/BH9GSSrpjx0/s320/Image_00002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290169624716448338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;today was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all slept in a bit and then about 12.30 drove to Fabrice's father(Daddy)'s place, on the north west side of Paris. We are on the south east side :P&lt;br /&gt;Brigitte and Fabrice told me about the cars and traffic...&lt;br /&gt;Did you know...?&lt;br /&gt;*you can't get your license til you're 18&lt;br /&gt;*it's against the law to drive faster than the people in the left hand lane&lt;br /&gt;*there are automatic machines to check your speed and take a picture of your license plate if you're speeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the apartment and I met Fabrice's two brothers and their wives and their children. Brigitte pokes fun at Fabrice saying that the men in his family all have big eyebrows haha. All of the children are Juliette and Sam's ages except Auralia (oh-ray-uh) who is 20 and the daughter of the oldest brother from his first marriage with an African princess. Not joking.&lt;br /&gt;Auralia offered to come take me out on the town Friday night because she has finished her exams. She speaks very good english. !!&lt;br /&gt;The other&lt;br /&gt;brother has a five year old and a four month old. I LOVE BABIES! They're cute and smiley and can't judge how well I can speak french. :D&lt;br /&gt;After the meal we started dessert, and then the (what is referred to in the states as) King's Cake was brought out, and the five year old boy got the baby in his piece :) it was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also a Christmas celebration, so after dessert and cheese the kids all opened presents. I even had a couple! I recieved a beautiful picture book showing all the historic and beautiful places in Paris, and it has english and french subtitles. Also, Brigitte boguht me a really pretty watch (the picture at the top) since I forgot to bring one. Before we left, Fabrice's father gave me a box of gingerbread cookies &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really late and my first day of school is tomorrow, so I'll write more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-9219810718794031796?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/9219810718794031796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/kings-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/9219810718794031796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/9219810718794031796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/kings-day.html' title='King&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWp1PsLJElI/AAAAAAAAA04/BH9GSSrpjx0/s72-c/Image_00002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-1083857136722574538</id><published>2009-01-11T01:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T02:05:07.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bday party? I think not.</title><content type='html'>I just finished climbing six flights of stairs to the apartment. It is about 1.30am here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight after Baya left we drove off towards Lu &amp;amp; Zoe's house, the two 10 yr olds whose birthday it is. Unfortunately, there was a protest going on (about the situation in Isreal) in the square we were to pass through, and it got really violent and the traffic was so bad it took us almost an hour to get to the party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the building and Brigitte explained that they live in an apartment on the top of a school building (which made it difficult to get past the security gate and into the elevator...). There is a beautiful view, you can see the eiffel tower and montmartre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walk in the door and this parade of waist tall children flood the doorway and everyone starts kissing everyone else... a very lovely thing to do, but I had no idea it was coming :P&lt;br /&gt;Fabrice was one of two men, and I caught on pretty soon that the parents of the girls were lesbian. Brigitte explained pretty early on that most of the couples were lesbian and that Fabrice was usually the only man at their parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone sang and danced and drank champagne and wine all night, and it was about 12.30 before we left, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids all played outside on the large terrace, there was a good amount of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Did you know artificial insemination is illegal in France? I had no idea...&lt;br /&gt;*also, protesters in Paris pull up the rail things from around the bottoms of trees to use as weapons against the police.&lt;br /&gt;*also, french soldiers patrol heavily popular areas like shopping malls and the Eiffle Tower bc terrorist attacks pre 9/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k its about 2am now so i'm gonna go to bed. we leave tomorrow at noon to go to Fabrice's father's place for a King's Day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-1083857136722574538?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/1083857136722574538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/bday-party-i-think-not.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/1083857136722574538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/1083857136722574538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/bday-party-i-think-not.html' title='Bday party? I think not.'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-8205044920772414179</id><published>2009-01-10T18:38:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:04:22.599+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a few photos Brigitte took</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;VERSAILLES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjij7ROZII/AAAAAAAAA0w/1JxgArYvKxI/s1600-h/DSC01665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjij7ROZII/AAAAAAAAA0w/1JxgArYvKxI/s400/DSC01665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289726869179884674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hall of Mirrors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjijvi_gQI/AAAAAAAAA0o/y3kYnyeTnOk/s1600-h/DSC01670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjijvi_gQI/AAAAAAAAA0o/y3kYnyeTnOk/s400/DSC01670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289726866033180930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjijKwcNrI/AAAAAAAAA0g/V91hBIXotBQ/s1600-h/DSC01675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjijKwcNrI/AAAAAAAAA0g/V91hBIXotBQ/s400/DSC01675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289726856157476530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjiiyTAOyI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/bZzmXYGLr78/s1600-h/DSC01678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjiiyTAOyI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/bZzmXYGLr78/s400/DSC01678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289726849591556898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very small portion of the garden outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjiihZN8fI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/fggpil3ehzI/s1600-h/DSC01679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjiihZN8fI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/fggpil3ehzI/s400/DSC01679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289726845054218738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind us is a piece of modern artwork by an american artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjhAJekNQI/AAAAAAAAA0I/lf1gz0QG5sw/s1600-h/DSC01684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjhAJekNQI/AAAAAAAAA0I/lf1gz0QG5sw/s400/DSC01684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289725155007018242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside walking in the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjhAPCHASI/AAAAAAAAA0A/rOjI2bX7qn0/s1600-h/DSC01688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjhAPCHASI/AAAAAAAAA0A/rOjI2bX7qn0/s400/DSC01688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289725156498276642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjg_maOOcI/AAAAAAAAAz4/FFBJfvT7H18/s1600-h/DSC01690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjg_maOOcI/AAAAAAAAAz4/FFBJfvT7H18/s400/DSC01690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289725145593559490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjg_Soh-KI/AAAAAAAAAzw/jDoKIR0DOlE/s1600-h/DSC01694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjg_Soh-KI/AAAAAAAAAzw/jDoKIR0DOlE/s400/DSC01694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289725140284864674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjg_Mi2EyI/AAAAAAAAAzo/_eCtb_W5ylw/s1600-h/DSC01702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjg_Mi2EyI/AAAAAAAAAzo/_eCtb_W5ylw/s400/DSC01702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289725138650403618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjfq-zILrI/AAAAAAAAAzg/X6vPCinOx_c/s1600-h/DSC01710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjfq-zILrI/AAAAAAAAAzg/X6vPCinOx_c/s400/DSC01710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289723691851591346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EIFFEL TOWER:&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't go to the very top, this picture was taken where we stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjfqsS5_XI/AAAAAAAAAzY/QFVQrCLOATk/s1600-h/DSC01729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjfqsS5_XI/AAAAAAAAAzY/QFVQrCLOATk/s400/DSC01729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289723686884605298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjfqA7B2hI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/a8NAl1N4CT8/s1600-h/DSC01731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjfqA7B2hI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/a8NAl1N4CT8/s400/DSC01731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289723675241732626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjfp9Vy45I/AAAAAAAAAzI/jQdsTc1tUZU/s1600-h/DSC01735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjfp9Vy45I/AAAAAAAAAzI/jQdsTc1tUZU/s400/DSC01735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289723674280256402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjfpi_traI/AAAAAAAAAzA/tUeXXDLmHeA/s1600-h/DSC01736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjfpi_traI/AAAAAAAAAzA/tUeXXDLmHeA/s400/DSC01736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289723667208318370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the elevator going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjemN-Zo3I/AAAAAAAAAy4/xmfi5nWxEy8/s1600-h/DSC01740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjemN-Zo3I/AAAAAAAAAy4/xmfi5nWxEy8/s400/DSC01740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289722510514430834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baya, Susie, Sam, Juliette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjel_Nq6WI/AAAAAAAAAyw/VxNJW8CPE1E/s1600-h/DSC01746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjel_Nq6WI/AAAAAAAAAyw/VxNJW8CPE1E/s400/DSC01746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289722506551945570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjelR5S1tI/AAAAAAAAAyo/tSNZiB4UbVA/s1600-h/DSC01748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjelR5S1tI/AAAAAAAAAyo/tSNZiB4UbVA/s400/DSC01748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289722494386886354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a frozen lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjelBc1v8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/bBzLTe_3xVI/s1600-h/DSC01755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjelBc1v8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/bBzLTe_3xVI/s400/DSC01755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289722489972572098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjekgT4IyI/AAAAAAAAAyY/FK-6iOc9RDQ/s1600-h/DSC01762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjekgT4IyI/AAAAAAAAAyY/FK-6iOc9RDQ/s400/DSC01762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289722481076609826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the apartment after the Eiffel Tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjdYFOLfII/AAAAAAAAAyQ/zFvzqFGgfX8/s1600-h/Image_00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjdYFOLfII/AAAAAAAAAyQ/zFvzqFGgfX8/s400/Image_00009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289721168134896770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjdYJCq-tI/AAAAAAAAAyI/bO70_w5X8V4/s1600-h/Image_00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjdYJCq-tI/AAAAAAAAAyI/bO70_w5X8V4/s400/Image_00008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289721169160370898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjdYGVrXpI/AAAAAAAAAyA/136EL7u4oiU/s1600-h/Image_00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjdYGVrXpI/AAAAAAAAAyA/136EL7u4oiU/s400/Image_00007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289721168434781842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjdX8cc9eI/AAAAAAAAAx4/6cWKMlLidtk/s1600-h/Image_00006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjdX8cc9eI/AAAAAAAAAx4/6cWKMlLidtk/s400/Image_00006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289721165778843106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjdX9nrwxI/AAAAAAAAAxw/xeF-vPT46oE/s1600-h/Image_00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjdX9nrwxI/AAAAAAAAAxw/xeF-vPT46oE/s400/Image_00005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289721166094385938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-8205044920772414179?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/8205044920772414179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/few-photos-brigitte-took.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/8205044920772414179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/8205044920772414179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/few-photos-brigitte-took.html' title='a few photos Brigitte took'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWjij7ROZII/AAAAAAAAA0w/1JxgArYvKxI/s72-c/DSC01665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-4352722524866287963</id><published>2009-01-10T17:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T17:53:49.442+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Versailles et Le Tour Eiffel</title><content type='html'>We got up early to miss the lines at Versailles, and it was absolutely beautiful. We got the audio guides when  we entered, and walked through the whole castle, Brigitte, Fabrice, Juliette, Sam and I. I will put up pictures later on...&lt;br /&gt;We walked through the garden for a while and looked at the fountains. Most of the statues outside were covered because the snow was harmful, but the size of the garden was very impressive in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward we went to lunch at a chain sandwich place.&lt;br /&gt;(maintenant the kids are behind me telling me what the different fingers are in french :] )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to pick up Juliette's friend who she goes to school with, Baya. Then we went straight to the Tour Eiffel and climbed the stairs all the way up. Well, to the second landing.&lt;br /&gt;(Brigitte took very good pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are getting ready to go to a party of another schoolmate. I will write more later and put up pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-4352722524866287963?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/4352722524866287963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/versailles-et-le-tour-eiffel.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/4352722524866287963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/4352722524866287963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/versailles-et-le-tour-eiffel.html' title='Versailles et Le Tour Eiffel'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-746206929739042055</id><published>2009-01-09T23:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:09:12.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight</title><content type='html'>Tonight we went to China Town for dinner. It was a very popular restaurant that we went to, and Fabrice told me they call those kind of places "Bui-Buis" (sp?). Brigitte said that while she was ordering the waiter was staring at me. I suppose they don't get too many tourists there haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a maid that comes to the house every week day to clean and iron from 4-6pm and she is very nice. She plays with the kids a lot and it's fun talking to her. She often asks me how to say things in engligh, like, "A demain" and "mal au ventre".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabrice and I often talk about music, because we have similar taste. I gave Sam and Juliette a CD that I had made at home with some older classics and stuff, and Brigitte and Fabrice recognized some of the artists. Even more popular modern artists like the Ting Tings and Lilly Allen. Fabrice has a large collection of CDs and I look through them at night and play some and he tells me about going to shows and things.&lt;br /&gt;Brigitte reminisces about being in the states. Her first days and weeks with my dad's family and being at school with everyone and going to concerts in Raleigh. She showed me my mom's senior picture in her yearbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow (which is very soon, I really should be asleep right now) we will leave the apartment at 8.30am to go to Versaille. !!! Then a lunch out on the town, the the Eiffel Tower (someone tell Peter, he was asking me when i would go).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will report back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;-sushi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-746206929739042055?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/746206929739042055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/tonight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/746206929739042055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/746206929739042055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/tonight.html' title='Tonight'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-420297041297465490</id><published>2009-01-09T22:41:00.019+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:50:40.559+01:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Start from the bottom and go up for chronological order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) me... doing quelque chose francais...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfUL6Z2lYI/AAAAAAAAAxo/2ZE-UJ2knN8/s1600-h/DSCF0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfUL6Z2lYI/AAAAAAAAAxo/2ZE-UJ2knN8/s320/DSCF0081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289429588491277698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) me in the apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfUL-IurZI/AAAAAAAAAxg/h3QCOCO6eYw/s1600-h/DSCF0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfUL-IurZI/AAAAAAAAAxg/h3QCOCO6eYw/s320/DSCF0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289429589493198226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) me by notre dame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfULXbm6II/AAAAAAAAAxY/3IDhtuBVDOs/s1600-h/DSCF0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfULXbm6II/AAAAAAAAAxY/3IDhtuBVDOs/s320/DSCF0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289429579103398018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(down) Streets by the apartment.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfTPn8eStI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/_GdUDxGfJY0/s1600-h/DSCF0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfTPn8eStI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/_GdUDxGfJY0/s320/DSCF0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289428552744061650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) Taking down the fresh market Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfTPlOFjVI/AAAAAAAAAxI/D_gOexYS5r4/s1600-h/DSCF0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfTPlOFjVI/AAAAAAAAAxI/D_gOexYS5r4/s320/DSCF0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289428552012631378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(down) allyway in the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfSqjrHT5I/AAAAAAAAAw4/K3aOvDzYjU4/s1600-h/DSCF0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfSqjrHT5I/AAAAAAAAAw4/K3aOvDzYjU4/s320/DSCF0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289427915942350738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) Metro station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfSqUsW9NI/AAAAAAAAAww/j1jPSGlxrvE/s1600-h/DSCF0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfSqUsW9NI/AAAAAAAAAww/j1jPSGlxrvE/s320/DSCF0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289427911921038546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) Candy Vendor on the street outside the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfSqTZAxnI/AAAAAAAAAwo/2SXz23fYoWY/s1600-h/DSCF0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfSqTZAxnI/AAAAAAAAAwo/2SXz23fYoWY/s320/DSCF0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289427911571457650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) centre commercial at Place d'Italie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfSqCVf1jI/AAAAAAAAAwg/G-0ESz72MXQ/s1600-h/DSCF0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfSqCVf1jI/AAAAAAAAAwg/G-0ESz72MXQ/s320/DSCF0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289427906993313330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) phone booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfSp-0tfqI/AAAAAAAAAwY/hw1Q1T08KNg/s1600-h/DSCF0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfSp-0tfqI/AAAAAAAAAwY/hw1Q1T08KNg/s320/DSCF0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289427906050490018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(down) Big square in front of the church.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfRFog_TYI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/JPD-qHHxhP4/s1600-h/DSCF0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfRFog_TYI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/JPD-qHHxhP4/s320/DSCF0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289426182075272578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down [2]) front entrance of notre dame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfRFlskAZI/AAAAAAAAAwI/o5Dw1vOoNLM/s1600-h/DSCF0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfRFlskAZI/AAAAAAAAAwI/o5Dw1vOoNLM/s320/DSCF0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289426181318508946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfRFkHQP5I/AAAAAAAAAwA/Qiy6wyHkHXg/s1600-h/DSCF0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfRFkHQP5I/AAAAAAAAAwA/Qiy6wyHkHXg/s320/DSCF0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289426180893589394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down [5]) Notre Dame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfRFf6YeKI/AAAAAAAAAv4/S50qRKq-2Fs/s1600-h/DSCF0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfRFf6YeKI/AAAAAAAAAv4/S50qRKq-2Fs/s320/DSCF0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289426179765860514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfRFB81cgI/AAAAAAAAAvw/za61MlgjjAI/s1600-h/DSCF0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfRFB81cgI/AAAAAAAAAvw/za61MlgjjAI/s320/DSCF0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289426171723084290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQphKRGXI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Qtlx6CAlAic/s1600-h/DSCF0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQphKRGXI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Qtlx6CAlAic/s320/DSCF0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289425699064584562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQpOQ8p2I/AAAAAAAAAvg/hL4k1NZ0SU8/s1600-h/DSCF0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQpOQ8p2I/AAAAAAAAAvg/hL4k1NZ0SU8/s320/DSCF0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289425693992331106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQpOBuVQI/AAAAAAAAAvY/jb5pbRTyZ6o/s1600-h/DSCF0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQpOBuVQI/AAAAAAAAAvY/jb5pbRTyZ6o/s320/DSCF0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289425693928477954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) In the courtyard around the back of the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQo5XrdmI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/lTUxVseDVkg/s1600-h/DSCF0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQo5XrdmI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/lTUxVseDVkg/s320/DSCF0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289425688383420002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQot_SFdI/AAAAAAAAAvI/TKOpPCox9y8/s1600-h/DSCF0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQot_SFdI/AAAAAAAAAvI/TKOpPCox9y8/s320/DSCF0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289425685328303570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQN_XBLHI/AAAAAAAAAvA/g1e3Q5_bHyw/s1600-h/DSCF0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQN_XBLHI/AAAAAAAAAvA/g1e3Q5_bHyw/s320/DSCF0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289425226134793330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQNUHLBTI/AAAAAAAAAu4/hFZQYhCwIa8/s1600-h/DSCF0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQNUHLBTI/AAAAAAAAAu4/hFZQYhCwIa8/s320/DSCF0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289425214525605170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) Courtyard in front of Notre Dame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQNRbAZQI/AAAAAAAAAuw/GZBFd8zyXFs/s1600-h/DSCF0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQNRbAZQI/AAAAAAAAAuw/GZBFd8zyXFs/s320/DSCF0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289425213803488514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down [2]) Notre Dame from across the river&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQNLNYyzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/t0fisGvaFd0/s1600-h/DSCF0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQNLNYyzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/t0fisGvaFd0/s320/DSCF0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289425212135754546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQM0vmzEI/AAAAAAAAAug/tXD5pWN_qXc/s1600-h/DSCF0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfQM0vmzEI/AAAAAAAAAug/tXD5pWN_qXc/s320/DSCF0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289425206105263170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(down) Really pretty church.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfOjHwI3wI/AAAAAAAAAuY/jGPr-iJDoDM/s1600-h/DSCF0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfOjHwI3wI/AAAAAAAAAuY/jGPr-iJDoDM/s320/DSCF0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289423390141636354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) bikes everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfOa9ZFicI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/W2BTa96Zilo/s1600-h/DSCF0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfOa9ZFicI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/W2BTa96Zilo/s320/DSCF0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289423249921640898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) Some GRAND building on the north bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfOaS6DU1I/AAAAAAAAAuI/gXW8xku1-wo/s1600-h/DSCF0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfOaS6DU1I/AAAAAAAAAuI/gXW8xku1-wo/s320/DSCF0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289423238517183314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) More street view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfOaQz6qnI/AAAAAAAAAuA/64T1Wg4uzDo/s1600-h/DSCF0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfOaQz6qnI/AAAAAAAAAuA/64T1Wg4uzDo/s320/DSCF0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289423237954579058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) In front of the metro station on the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfOaACqQ2I/AAAAAAAAAt4/UbCvMx8nC1s/s1600-h/DSCF0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfOaACqQ2I/AAAAAAAAAt4/UbCvMx8nC1s/s320/DSCF0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289423233453015906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down) On Ile de la Cite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfOZ1LJFDI/AAAAAAAAAtw/R0UTN_82JEc/s1600-h/DSCF0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfOZ1LJFDI/AAAAAAAAAtw/R0UTN_82JEc/s320/DSCF0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289423230535799858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(down) Closed for construction :(&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfNpKP9L7I/AAAAAAAAAto/x-59CMITDi4/s1600-h/DSCF0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfNpKP9L7I/AAAAAAAAAto/x-59CMITDi4/s320/DSCF0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289422394379546546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down [2]) Egyptian Tower stolen by Napoleon and presented as a gift to France.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfNI6AoAzI/AAAAAAAAAtg/1XlszmLD7e4/s1600-h/DSCF0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfNI6AoAzI/AAAAAAAAAtg/1XlszmLD7e4/s320/DSCF0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289421840264463154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfNI_GaF1I/AAAAAAAAAtY/WAl-nQ4FbVU/s1600-h/DSCF0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfNI_GaF1I/AAAAAAAAAtY/WAl-nQ4FbVU/s320/DSCF0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289421841630893906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(down [3])The view from the bridge crossing over La Seine, the river that runs through Paris. Going to see the islands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfLqkYHwOI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/v0loMs8tqBo/s1600-h/DSCF0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfLqkYHwOI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/v0loMs8tqBo/s320/DSCF0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289420219549728994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfLqoWz7cI/AAAAAAAAAtI/n58fkCQMlr4/s1600-h/DSCF0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfLqoWz7cI/AAAAAAAAAtI/n58fkCQMlr4/s320/DSCF0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289420220617977282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfLqaae4eI/AAAAAAAAAtA/JLTxbND6X7Q/s1600-h/DSCF0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfLqaae4eI/AAAAAAAAAtA/JLTxbND6X7Q/s320/DSCF0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289420216875278818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(down [2]) The view from the gate of le Cimetiere du Pere-Lachaise. It was closed bc the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfKMYhvnOI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Y18Qvx8jDC4/s1600-h/DSCF0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfKMYhvnOI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Y18Qvx8jDC4/s320/DSCF0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289418601461161186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfKMIiX8zI/AAAAAAAAAsw/2yGo1rgcL44/s1600-h/DSCF0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfKMIiX8zI/AAAAAAAAAsw/2yGo1rgcL44/s320/DSCF0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289418597168837426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(down) Sam outside Juliette's school while we wait for her. My first day in Paris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfKMPQNvRI/AAAAAAAAAso/bU-nty-7pQY/s1600-h/DSCF0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfKMPQNvRI/AAAAAAAAAso/bU-nty-7pQY/s320/DSCF0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289418598971718930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(down) Outside Juliette's school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfJc1MyliI/AAAAAAAAAsg/y7hHEeJoQ6k/s1600-h/DSCF0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfJc1MyliI/AAAAAAAAAsg/y7hHEeJoQ6k/s320/DSCF0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289417784524183074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(down) The view out of my bedroom window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfJcv6TDcI/AAAAAAAAAsY/wMBmD6Hu5bQ/s1600-h/DSCF0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfJcv6TDcI/AAAAAAAAAsY/wMBmD6Hu5bQ/s320/DSCF0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289417783104441794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(down) At the airport.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfI6O_3UrI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/w4iXQGNPSIQ/s1600-h/DSCF0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfI6O_3UrI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/w4iXQGNPSIQ/s200/DSCF0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289417190153867954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfI53DERCI/AAAAAAAAAsI/1bIzeQ21n5U/s1600-h/DSCF0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfI53DERCI/AAAAAAAAAsI/1bIzeQ21n5U/s200/DSCF0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289417183724848162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfIgDdPXSI/AAAAAAAAAsA/DBpY0TYu6MA/s1600-h/DSCF0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfIgDdPXSI/AAAAAAAAAsA/DBpY0TYu6MA/s200/DSCF0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289416740379254050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfIPqsPgPI/AAAAAAAAAr4/eQ7nii6Q8JA/s1600-h/DSCF0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfIPqsPgPI/AAAAAAAAAr4/eQ7nii6Q8JA/s200/DSCF0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289416458853384434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-420297041297465490?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/420297041297465490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/420297041297465490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/420297041297465490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7jwHxdBho6Y/SWfUL6Z2lYI/AAAAAAAAAxo/2ZE-UJ2knN8/s72-c/DSCF0081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-957048517372508089</id><published>2009-01-09T15:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T15:37:02.975+01:00</updated><title type='text'>McDonalds</title><content type='html'>I got off the metro at the station where Brigitte told me I could find China Town at about 12.30 or 13.00 and followed the general flow down the street, looking in shop windows and things when I saw the golden arches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went into the McDonalds and it had the largest dining area of any McDonalds I'd been to. The lines were ridiculously long. I got chicken et pommes frites. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, before I even got on the metro today I saw a little farmers market by the station near the apartment. Vendors selling hate and clothes and fruits et legumes and jewelry and everything you can imagine. I bought two rings for 1€ each, and some eyeshadow... i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, good day. I'm still feeling kind of mal, alors je vais prendre a nap before the kids get home from school.&lt;br /&gt;*ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-957048517372508089?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/957048517372508089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/mcdonalds.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/957048517372508089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/957048517372508089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/mcdonalds.html' title='McDonalds'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-8188326556867812365</id><published>2009-01-09T09:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T09:53:00.870+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sickly</title><content type='html'>Woke up feeling groggggyyyyy. I was gonna go to China Town, but maybe not just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-8188326556867812365?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/8188326556867812365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/sickly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/8188326556867812365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/8188326556867812365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/sickly.html' title='sickly'/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706354203293508765.post-6924874768638301811</id><published>2009-01-08T20:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:34:02.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sitting dans ma petite chambre in the appartment of Brigitte et Fabrice Van Kote in Paris, France. We are just outside the centre of Paris, and no more than trois minutes away from the Dugomier metro station. Here, we are also within five or ten minutes from the two schools that Sam et Juliette (the children of B&amp;amp;F) go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither of the children speak any English at all. Juliette is a petite fille qui a onze ans. Sam is a tres petit garcon qui a neuf ans. They are both very bright kids and help me a lot with my french. Sam in particular tries to explain things in a way that I can understand. They have a Wii game system and explained to me how to play the Mario-something-or-other Racing game. I did not do so well, but I got my revenge when we played Ping Pong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I start school with Juliette. Les ecoles francais are configured (and i am translating to the american system) so that all elementary school age children are together, and then 6th grade through 9th grade are together. I will spend my first hour in her 6th grade class, introducing myself and things. I'm pretty nervous! J'ai peur! Apres ca, I will go to the class of 14 and 15 year olds where I will be spending most of my time. In France, it is called the 3rd grade.&lt;br /&gt;There are different classes every day, with a total of four hours of physical education. The French school systems do not have good sports systems, hence more PE than in the states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprising things:&lt;br /&gt;-You can't get a box for your leftover food when you eat in a restaurant! What's up with that?&lt;br /&gt;-French people DO shower!&lt;br /&gt;-Not a single person has tried to pick my pocket, or that of anyone around me. And I've been looking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oop- dinner now. I'll write more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisses&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;susie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7706354203293508765-6924874768638301811?l=frenchsushi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/feeds/6924874768638301811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-sitting-dans-ma-petite-chambre-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/6924874768638301811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7706354203293508765/posts/default/6924874768638301811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchsushi.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-sitting-dans-ma-petite-chambre-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sushi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06995166861792725934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
