Beaucoup de Neige!

The streets of Paris have been dusted with snow the past two days. The weather here is so unpredictable! Yesterday I woke up to the sun shining for the first time in a week. My walk to class was beautiful and I felt so awake. In class however, I look out the window and it is practically blizzarding. In my next class, I was surprised again by a ray of sunshine, and when I looked outside, it looked like a bright spring day. The sun didn't last however because when I left to walk home it was in full blizzard mode again. The flakes here are so big, but they are barely frozen so I was soaked by the time I got back to the apartment. I wish the weather would make up it's mind!

The school week goes by so fast here that I can't believe it's the weekend already. I guess it helps that I don't have class on Friday. I've been working hard in all my classes, especially Phonetics, which I am really enjoying. I'm nervous for my "Labo" though, which is when we meet with our professor one-on-one. I hope I don't get nervous and forget everything I've learned so far.

I'm really excited because we booked our trip to Amsterdam for next weekend. We are taking the bus there because it is only 75 Euros, which is very cheap for travel here. I can't wait to visit the Van Gogh museum and the Anne Frank museum. We just finished a lesson on Van Gogh in my Modern Art class, so that makes it even more interesting for me. About ten people from the program are going, so it should be a fun weekend. We've also started to plan our spring break in Italy more. We've already booked our tickets to fly into Milan, and Caroline found this really cool private wine tasting/castle tour/lunch and dinner excursion in Tuscany, which sounds amazing. We plan on visiting Florence (where Madison and I can see some TCU friends), Venice, Rome, and possibly another city. I can almost taste the Italian food now!

Super Bowl

Watching the Super Bowl in an American bar in Paris was one of the most fun times I've had here so far. We decided to make it an American night so we went to a restaurant called American Dream where they had horrible American food. Then we went to a bar called The Long Hop to watch the game. It was packed, and surprisingly there were a lot of French people there. Who knew they liked football?

It was so nice to be able to watch the game because I'd been missing football here. Class today was not fun though since we were out so late. Kick-off here didn't start until 12:30. But it was worth it to watch the Saints win!

I had Phonetics today after Modern Art, and I realized that I really like the class, maybe because it's so interactive and I always have to be on my toes. I like repeating after her and how she corrects our pronunciation and intonation and such. I feel like it's really helping my French, and it's really interesting. It definitely went by faster than the hour and a half lecture in Modern Art.

Paris 2

This past week was my first week of classes. It went really well, even though I had to switch two classes due to scheduling conflicts. I didn't realize how exhausting it would be to have all my classes in French. If I drift off for even a few seconds, I get completely lost. I'm used to having French language classes in French, but a history or art history class in French is a whole different story. All my professors are really nice and interesting. Jeanne, the dean of academics, teaches my Intro to Lit course, which is intimidating, but I like her a lot. None of my classes seem like they will be too overwhelming, but I know they will be a lot of work, especially the readings.

I'm starting to get more adjusted to life here. I'm more comfortable with the metro now so I don't feel as nervous as I did. What really helped was when I went to visit my friend Hunter in Montmartre. I took the 4 almost all the way to the other end and then switched to the 12. I did it all by myself, which convinced me that I am not a complete failure at taking the metro. It was also good to see a familiar person. Hunter is a friend from high school, so it was good to catch up.

I went out last night with my friends in the program and it was actually fun. It was the most fun I've had since I've been here, which really isn't saying much since I've spent most of my time in the hospital or class. I have to say though that I'm disappointed in French guys. Everyone always says how romantic and good looking they are, but so far I've only encountered creepy, not cute guys who don't understand the word no. If you make eye contact with them for more than two seconds, they take it as an open invitation to come maul you.

Hopefully tonight will be fun too, because tomorrow will be a day full of homework.

Welcome to Paris

So my first few weeks in Paris have been a disaster, to say the least. I arrived Monday, January 18th. I moved into my apartment and met my roommate, Erin, who is really nice. I had gotten a urinary tract infection the Sunday I left, so it made it even harder for me to adjust being sick.

Then on Wednesday night, I was napping and Erin was sitting on her bed on the computer, when she heard a noise on the balcony. She peeked around the curtains and there was a man on the balcony. She screamed and we ran out without our keys or cell phones and ran down the hall for help. It ended up that the girl next door was smoking pot on her balcony with three guys when her social worker showed up. She got scared and made them jump across to our balcony (on the 5th floor) to hide. Even though it ended up being harmless, it was traumatizing at the time.

That morning I woke up shivering and with a fever. By the next the day it was 104 degrees. On Friday the RA called the doctor and he came to the apartment and said I needed to go to the hospital. So I rode in an ambulance to the hospital where I waited hours to see a doctor. When I finally did see one, he said that the infection had spread to my kidneys and that it was very serious. They hooked me up to an IV and put me on antibiotics. The worst part was the fever because I would alternate between being very cold and shivering and sweating buckets.

They gave me an ultrasound to look at my kidneys, and then I had to wait about three hours in a bed in the hall to be given a room at 2 a.m. Needless to say, it was a horrible experience. The next day they moved me to the ICU so they could monitor me more. I spent three days there and when my fever finally went down, they were able to take me off the IV and give me the antibiotics orally. The student insurance paid to fly my mom over. She got here on Tuesday and left today about an hour ago. It was nice having her here, but I felt bad that all she got to see was her hotel and the hospital.

It's such a relief to finally be out. And luckily I haven't missed any classes since they don't start until Monday. So far my time in Paris has been pretty terrible because I've been sick the whole time, but I'm hoping things will start looking up now that I feel better.