Cheers to 3 months!

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This past friday marked my 3 month mark for having been here in Paris and in 2 days, my month countdown will begin. All any of my friends can talk about it is “ohmygod we only have a month left! We have so much left to do!” So of course I have been fitting in as many things as possible. This week I have:

1. Gone to a dance class
2. Gone to a Mozart concert (this was facilitated through my program)
3. Went on a media visit (a class field trip) to France 24, which is a large station here in Paris
4. Went to the Galeries Lafayette and of course ended up on their gourmet floor. I realized that I have now been to every large specialty/gourmet store in Paris. Sometimes I just go in and walk around and look at everything (yes, I am a fiend for food porn). And every time I go in, I try to think of someone I could buy a gift for there, which always ends up failing…
5. Went to the Louvre at night and saw a new exhibit
6. Had tea at the very classy Mariage de Freres with my friend Tessa, which was absolutely wonderful.
7. Went to Montmarte with my friend Ilanit, where we poked into shops, saw a man playing bagpipe very poorly and waited in line for a public restroom while I talked about how I can’t wait to be around a cornucopia of public restrooms back in America.

And today I’m going on a Macaron crawl! I’m hitting up Lauduree, Lenotre, Pierre Herme and a few others.

What I didn’t do this week:

1. Receive packages from my mom or my grandparents. They sent me packages a month ago. So while everyone gleefully picks up packages each day, I longingly check my box and find nothing. And of course it is my luck that BOTH would end up lost or gone. I couldn’t get just one, no, that would be too convenient. However, I did receive A X-MAS PACKAGE from the Beauchain family (my aunt Vicky and her family). Which was so adorable, I have already decorated my room with the Christmas stuff. Thank you so much!!!!

2. Remember to put my keys back into my purse on Friday morning. Which means I was locked out. Which of course happened on my back from the gym. Which means I was in MY SWEATS and looking SWEATY MESSLIKE. After knocking on some doors (I had conveniently forgotten my phone in my room), I had to walk over to our school (still in my sweats) to get a key to get in.

3. Register for my own classes for next quarter. Of course my time to sign up for classes (factoring in the 9 hour time difference) conflicted with the concert I had signed up for. So I enlisted the faja. Because although I asked my mom, I think the technology and the amount of steps you have to take online would have been overwhelming and she was only too happy to pass that duty over to my Dad. And of course I get a text from my VERY FUNNY father telling me he signed me up for German and economics (wouldn’t you just love it if I took a class involving numbers, accounting, and how to balance a checkbook Dad? Well too bad, that’s why I became a liberal arts major!!!)

Time is quickly dwindling and there are lots of things going on, so unfortunately I don’t always have time to blog. This next week my french class is going to a play, I have a makeup class (which of inevitably is 3 hours long), there is a strong possibility my friends are doing a make shift thanksgiving. And then Friday I leave for Prague for the weekend!

If there is anything you are hoping I bring back from Paris for you, you better tell me now because I have almost finished with my x-mas shopping.

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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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