Bonjour Kids

Greetings from across the ocean. It's about 7am your time so I doubt any of you are up yet but hey. I am. Going to the Louvre in a few to check it out and meet up with Hannah who also happens to be in the city this week, but I wanted to give a quick update. (Who's slacking now kiem?!?!)

First off Paris is amazing. Besides the language barrier (which could be much worse considering I speak a bit of french and they speak a bit of english) I am loving every minute. I've been exploring and have probably walked about 50 miles in the last 5 days but made up for it in wine, beer, pastries and other bomb-ass foods. Everything is insanely beautiful, and coming from new york its strange because the buildings are all so short. Not small, just short. Nothing towers above you and most of the city is flat so looking from a high point like Sacre Coeur or the top of a monument you can see everything and the roofs of the buildings are so even it looks like you could jump from rooftop to rooftop all the way across Paris. At the same time the buildings are so ornate and generally HUGE that everywhere you go you want to stop and examine everything....oooor that could just be me being a dork. Most likely its the second one.

Backing up a bit, interesting things that I have noticed/that have happened since i've been here.

First off I flew here from New York with what must have been a field trip or study abroad of some sort because oh joy, I was sitting amongst about 75 french teenagers in I <3 NY shirts carrying abercrombie bags and wearing Yankees hats. (Fucking yanks following me everywhere). Quite possibly the most annoying way to travel, with all these kids screaming french over me for 6 hours. Buuuuut the flight was quick, thank the lord.

Also, I don't know who told the French that abercrombie was cool. But its EVERYWHERE. They must thing it's hot shit in america because I have seen more people over here (most of them over the age of 20) wearing it then I do at home. I am still working on figuring out how to say 'did you know only 14 year olds in the US wear that shit?' in french.

Also even though they don't watch baseball or any other american sports there are yanks hats EVERYWHERE. French people love new york. i dont get it, I really dont. Its one of their biggest faults. (go sox.)

Another fun fact, yeeeeeah voltage converters.... they lie. My first day in the apartment alone I plugged in my blowdryer, JUST PLUGGED IT IN, didnt even turn the fricken thing on and all the sudden something exploded. I look down and my hands, the socket and my blowdryer are completely black. A minute of shock later and I realize I blew a fuse in the bedroom. 5 minutes later and I realize there was no power in the entire apartment. 10 minutes later I am freaking out because there is also no power in the hallway....yeeeeep. I exploded my dads apartment. i was just waiting for some french guy from next door to come over and start cussing me out en francais. My dad actually had to come home from work to restart the electricity...no shiiiiiz. I'm smart. Also I pretty much have an afro for the next 3 weeks, luckily i'm not in the market to score any french dudes.

Final fun fact of the day, the french have the best method of eating in the universe. Small breakfast, leisurely lunch, and amazingly long and delicious dinner. They start every dinner with an aperitif (aka, some fruity liquor or in most cases champagne. yes I might continue doing this for the rest of my life), then you have an individual starter, then a meal and some vino, then an after dinner 'digestif' aka other liquor, then dessert and some cafe. Plus throw in some bread in there if you are feeling adventurous. Holy ish, i'm in heaven (a sort of buzzed heaven most of the time). I hear all you diet conscious peeps freaking out over there, but somehow it all evens out. I cant explain it. Maybe since they have no low fat ANYTHING here you get full faster. Couldnt tell you, but they are doing it right. And yes, that also means no light beer. That part is still messing with me a bit.

most disjointed entry in the world but you get the idea. off to the museum. will update more after amsterdam next weekend, or if I remember one of the eight million interesting things i'm forgetting to tell you about. woot!

p.s i'm considering never coming home.

au revoir yo!