I am in Paris. The flight was long and boring. Nothing too special, except that it was the longest plane ride I've been on, but not the as long and annoying as my bus trip to Washington D.C. That is burned into my mind, of something I won't do again. Today I am making it a chill day seeing how I haven't had a real nights sleep yet. I am yawning as I write this.
I just want to say that on the ride to the apartments the first song that played was Tainted Love by Soft Cell. I couldn't believe it. I laughed a little. Then a few songs went by and then Amel Bent started to sing. I felt such a sense of comfort on the ride that made living here a little better. So thank you Madam Pruente and Mom for having me listen to them in high school.
The only thing that I am sad about, is the lack of air conditioning. If it were a normal Parisian summer, cold, it would be lovely and not gross. I am trying to conserve heat by all the lights being shut off and the window open. I'm sitting at the table and looking at the city was awesome. All the people are so serious here and now as I eat some Nutella on a slice of baguette, makes me feel like I am part of the beauty I am seeing. I wish everyone could feel what I am feeling at this moment.
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