For those of you who read my blog, I’m still alive don’t worry! To say that I have been busy this past week would be a gross understatement. From an overly packed orientation week to exploring Paris to settling into my new apartment, it’s been difficult trying to find the time to blog about my recent whereabouts.
Last Wednesday, I got to move into my
mansion, palace, penthouse, studio apartment in the 14th arrondissement. Don’t worry; pictures to come once I pick up my discarded wardrobe selections off the floor and clean the dishes (Mom, I swear I’m not a slob). I was pleasantly surprised to find that my pad was much bigger than I was expecting: a bathroom with my own shower, a personal kitchenette area, a large window overlooking a quaint park, and a spacious living room. To add to my new love for the place, I’m only a 20 minute walk from the IES center, providing me with a great morning and afternoon stroll. And side note to all those who doubted me: I have yet to get lost!
After a grueling all-day orientation, ninety something jet-lagged college students were shuttled out to the beach and took over Normandy for the weekend. We visited a war museum and got to check out the American cemetery in which the American soldiers who died during D-Day are buried.
Beaches of Normandy
Exploring the town of Normandy
As the end of orientation week draws to a close, we’re anticipating our class schedules for the semester. And from what I can see so far: a bunch of Art History classes and a Sociology class at a local university. We’ve also been cramming our heads with forgotten prepositional phrases and irregular verb conjugations. Highlight of my French speaking skills thus far: using that one phrase I thought I would never actually need from my beginning days of speaking French: Où est le bibliothèque? (Translation: where is the library?)
Other than that, I have been taking advantage of the good weather (80’s this weekend!), wandering the streets of Paris trying not to get hit by the erratic French drivers and trying not to get hit on by the erratic French men.
Casey: shout out.