Les Filous et Les Fleurs

I think today was the day that I realized I am in Paris. In case any of you were wondering where I had gone. It was another day of orientation. The first half of the day we learned about crime in Paris. So that was super fun. When we went out for lunch I was completely paranoid and thought that everything was going to be stolen from me, myself included. But it was not the case. The case was in fact I know more french than I expected. I successfully ordered my lunch and an orange juice all by myself. I know whoever is reading this right now is just gushing with pride. My french professor from UMass, Katelyn, is simply a miracle worker. I could hear her voice in my head when I got my food and told the women on the street that I did not want to sign their forms. Though I think I told them I didn't want to sign their posters, but they got the point and left me alone. We got an hour and half for lunch so after getting my Pizza fromage et jus d'orange I went, along with five others, to Cathédrale Notre Dame de Paris. It was awesome. I mean that in the truest sense of the word. I stole my friend's iphone and took a few pictures so that I could upload them today (still have to wait a week for my connecting cord). Now if I could only figure out what I had to do to put them up that would be magnifique! All around Notre Dame were women selling beautiful flowers. I wish I had taken a picture of that. 

After lunch we went back to the gorgeous CEA campus for a fair of sorts. I got a cell phone which is oh so exciting. And we were able to rent almost everything we need from the CEA campus. I got a sharp knife, a tiny pot, a frying pan, a bowl, plate, fork, spoon, and glass. All of the other girls signed up for blow-dryers and hair straighteners. Only slightly different priorities. Mine, of course, is food as it always is.

I walked for hours today so I am slightly exhausted. Also because I am still not used to sleeping and I continued to wake up in the middle of the night, look at my watch, and try to convert the time to Paris. Only problem with that is that my watch is set to Paris time...I don't think very well when I am half asleep and trying to think in a different language ;) But today was fantastic. I have met some really cool people, one of which is staying with a host family, speaks fluent french, and is totally my kind of person. Wine and Nutella for dinner on the terrace. What could be better than that. 

Okay, now let's see if I can get les photos onto this damn blog.

A small part of the door to the outside of the CEA courtyard. 

The boulangerie I had lunch at. 

Yes that is a vial of honey slowly draining into the center of the pastry.

This is where the mayors office is. Where there was a 75 year-old man ice skating with a helmet on.

You have to love Paris when you see things like that.

And those are the only pictures I can figure out how to post.