The next day was sleeping in and visiting Notre Dame, which, despite all of the people there on a Saturday, still is beautiful and very powerful. Later was drinks at a local bar/cafe in my neighborhood where we got some great advice on studying abroad from an American living in Vienna/holiday-ing in Paris, and then in which some cheesy Frenchmen proceeded to buy Jessica, Jennie and me champagne and talk to us until early in the morning. I have decided that sitting and talking over a drink is my favorite pasttime. People are so interesting.
Sunday the 11th was a very lazy day for me. Paris shuts down on Sundays. Literally- restaurants, stores, businesses. Almost everything. I like that. It gives me an excuse to stay in bed, in my pj's, and not shower. Though lazy, it was surprisingly productive. I actually got a solid sketch of where I will be traveling this semester. I figured out I can't go to Vienna next weekend; it's a little late to book train tickets, and flying is $$$.
Let's just say my wallet will be much lighter after this semester and I might be going back to Pick-a-Prof after all...
Jennie speaks French well, she is just a little timid to use it around the native speakers, justifiably. From hanging around her, I have picked up a few phrases here and there and can even order something off a menu or tell someone that "I don't speak French." And, my pronunciation is good, too. For Spanish, that is. Wherever we are, a Metro stop, restaurant, etc., if I say something aloud, it is in a Texas-French accent with Spanish pronunciation. I'm sure she's a little tired of it, but she's a very patient teacher. Hopefully I'll improve in the next few months (just in time to come back to Texas and use Spanish again).
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