I’m practically a native

19 Feb

So it appears as though I may actually be assimilating into French society. On Friday I actually met French people who are over the age of 10 –Louise, Antoine, and Aurélie, who is a bartender at this sick rock and roll bar, so that’s awesome. Hopefully they will take me to cool French places so I can finally learn some slang. In other news, Marie introduced me to her favorite musicians: Tal, Rihanna, Pitbull, Nicki Minaj, Ke$ha, and Selena Gomez. So I am now an expert in French music. And my host mother no longer hesitates to correct my French. I am practically a native. But enough about my frenchness, here is what I did the past couple of days:

On Wednesday, mes meilleures amies et moi went to a fondue place for lunch and ate the most amazing food ever, also known as raclette. Basically you melt cheese and pour it all over everything. It’s like every American’s fantasy.

After lunch I took a tour of the luxury brands on the Champs-Élysées with a former fashion designer. We visited Cartier, Louis Vuitton, Lancel, Chanel, and Dior. Everything was so beautiful. I have never been more motivated to find a job (or marry rich) in my life. Those brilliant marketers now have me convinced that I will never be truly happy unless I have Louis Vuitton luggage and a Cartier ring. And the worst part is that I started to rationalize  buying a 600 € Chanel skirt because “it would be a great investment for my future.” Don’t worry, I quickly snapped out of it when I found myself complaining about paying 4,45 € for a Starbucks latte.

Thursday I went to the SNCF boutique and successfully bought my train tickets for spring break. It’s frankly impressive how good I am at French when I want to buy something. Anyway, I’m going to Brussels and Amsterdam for five days and I could not be more excited. Happy Valentine’s Day to me!

And then on Saturday, Molly and I climbed to the top of Sacre Cœur. My calves are still sore, but it was definitely worth it. The view is amazing. You can see the entire city, including the Eiffel Tower. And, in a weird turn of events, the sun was actually shining. I would highly recommend taking the 500+ steps up to the top of Sacre Cœur, even though the spiral staircases are horrible and awful and you feel like you are going to hit your head and die. The end result is quite pleasant.


Oh, and not to brag, but I saw the Mona Lisa yesterday and I am going to Rome this weekend. PEACE.

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