If you can dodge a Parisian, you can live in Paris.

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Ok so my computer is being difficult and taking way too long to upload photos, so you will just have to wait till tomorrow for me to make a post about today’s field trip (stay tuned for the Notre Dame, the Pantheon, Sorbonne, churches, and the Latin Quarter!)

It has been a LONG day. Every morning (until the end of next week) we have our French Language Intensive from 9-12 every morning. And it is extremely difficult to sit there and absorb French for 3 hours, especially since I compulsively check my watch until our ten minute break so that I can go the bathroom. I kid you not, my bladder runs my life. I suppose it only makes sense that someone as stubborn as me would have stubborn organs (No Grandpa, I do not have a nervous bladder, contrary to your adamant opinion, I simply drink A LOT of water). And then Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays we have our field trips. Which are absolutely wonderful, don’t get me wrong, but we do lots of walking and listening and by the end, even though I want nothing more than to explore where we go, all we want to do when we finish is to sit our asses down.

I always think it’s so funny how our field trips begin. We leave from school to a different bus stop, metro stop, metro station. And our teacher (who a classmate pointed out today look EXACTLY like Tina Fey, but the tan and French version.) always tells us what route we are taking “in case we get lost.” I should have known on the first day when she told us one of the things she likes to do is walk that I was in for trouble. Now I’m not exactly adverse to walking (that is how I often travel at Santa Cruz) and in case any of you weren’t aware, my mother happens to be a secret Olympian fast walker. She books it and more often than not, I’m trying to catch up and am left in her dust. Although in comparison to Dillon, who has giraffe legs, but walks soooo slowwww, dear god, I could give birth before he reaches the door of our destination. Anyways, whenever our field trips begin, I think about the movie Dodgeball. You know how they say in the movie, “If you can dodge a car/wrench, you can dodge a ball.” With our trips, I think to myself, “If you can stay with the teacher and make it to the destination, than you get to go on the field trip.”

In other news, somehow in Paris all of my valuables are safe, but back in California they are not! My debit card’s number got stolen and someone spent a pretty penny in Barstow, California. Instead of being angry or upset that I have to go through rings of fire to get a new card or are any money over here, I am reminded of my car culprit. For those of you who are unaware, my car got broken into the third or second to last week of school in San Francisco. Surprisingly, I handled the situation (I often have a tendency to freak out and my mother receives blubbering phone calls from me). The two passenger windows were broken into and most of our (I was with 4 other people) stuff was stolen, one purse was left untouched under a seat and my gps system was left alone in the center console. Therefore, I assumed….the culprit was a T-Rex! Who else would break into two windows, instead of going through one, leave things that were “out of reach” on the floor and not be able to reach the center console? A t-rex I tell you.

Check back á demain (means tomorrow) to hear about my Latin Quarter experience, where it gradually dawned on me that the Latin in Latin Quarter refers to Rome and not Spanish Latin (I thought there would be enchiladas galore…)

 

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About kelskraz

I've begun this blog to write about various things while I study abroad in Paris. While I major in film (cheese, let's get real), I'll be studying in Paris for 4 months. I hope that I'm able to keep this updated for family and friends to check out what I'm up to abroad (this is easier than my mother putting a gps on my phone, which almost happened). So with that, bonjour!

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  1. Wow….so many “field trips”! I didn’t realize that they were going to be such an extensive part of your curriculum…how nice, are you having flash-backs to grade school?

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