in France!

side note: this is going to be my journal soo feel free to skim/read what you want :P

bonjour!
so this blog will possibly have many typos as i am typing on a french keyboard and all the letters are in different spots :/

here is my life in france for the last.... 8ish hours
flying out was pretty intimidating, realizing i was actually leaving for good, for a long time, for somewhere i know nothing about. i realized i didnt plan where to meet my friend lauren at the airport and that i looked very american and alone :/ quick ps: this keyboard really sucks



within the first few minutes away from my parents i had already told someone off because they were trying to say i was going to be hated and:: well the kid thought i didnt know any french or anything about france or the hate between french and america:: so i made him look like an idiot by explaining ill be there 6 months whether the french like it or not::: so then i left st louis haha another ps i cant find the period so ill be using :::: for dot dot dot

atlanta flight was ok:: was in the farthest backseat by the window and of course next to the crying baby that was getting its diaper changed::: in the seat:: during the flight:: yeah; it was a group of hicks talking about watchin out for "japs and anyone with a dot on their head", their encounters with crocodiles, and protests to dunkin donuts, needless to say i was pretty excited to get out of the us at this point

had no time before hopping directly onto the paris flight; sat between two older guys; one english the other french, and behind were two "bri-ish" girls, flight was good; first sad n scary:: but then cool with the tv french music videos and old episodes of friends:: dinner was pasta and i ordered in french for the guy next to me:: yeah im cool :P then sleeppptttt

the old french guy next to me was nice to wake me up for breakfast (in which again i ordered for the english dude) and THEN got the guts to talk to the old french guy:: first i thought my french was sucking as i tried to ask if he was from paris:: then it was just that he is really hard of hearing:::: phew!!! it was cool talked about our lives n homes and visits but pretty simple convo, he was wanting to try to remember his english but wasnt working, none the less cool

airport::: immediately france tried to reject me:: no luggage:: then one bag:: but not the other:: so here i am CDG airport with some chick and a czech guy trying to figure out of the workers were just on strike for a min or if they were really lost:: in fact the czech guy was convinced they were just smoking, eating cheese, or:: smoking but eventually , as 1000 bags were lost the day before we decided ours were lost too

thank god i had lauren (my frenchy friend from loyola who is keeping me the first week) was there and could help take care of all the legistics because my lost baggage/insurance vocab isnt too up to date:: i know valise and perdu (bag and lost)::

so whatever:: lauren brought me croissants et pain au chocolat from her favorite boulangerie!!!! yuuummm all was better: she lives in a cute town outside paris with skinny streets and brick houses and gates to each house:: yeah friggin cute, family and house are also very nice!! made me realll coffee (just espresso) and had quiche and salade for lunch: best quiche yet (travis and amber yes:: way better than that restaurant we had)

went to the mall to get me a phone but didnt have euros yet so instead went to the grocery store and OH MY GOSH it was the best ever::: fiirrrstt of all::: i felt like Elf on the escalators, they are not steps it just turns into a big like, moving walkway but slanted down/up, and seeing all the cute french labels just made my day; THEN we bought a bûche du noël:: dont worry i have pictures but:: just awesome

now playing kenect or whatever the new xbox thing is with her brothers and finally feeling the jetlag:: kind of dying but wanted to get this down before napping::

oh france, this should be fun