Monday, February 25, 2013

Made it half way

So it has been 6 months now since I came to France. I have made friends here, I know how the city and the people run, and I'm comfortable. I have noticed too some changes with myself. 
One change is my body. For one, I'm not working out -like at all- so I feel fatter than I used to be, but no worries, I'm still the same size. My legs and feet are different though. I do a lot of walking and climbing stairs here. My muscles in my legs are the strongest and the most defined ever. I also used to walk with a slight turn out of the legs. I always thought it was because of ballet, but now I've concluded it is because some muscles in my legs were never worked or used as much as they should have. My walk is corrected now since my muscles have developed more and my feet are straight. That's a good thing and an easy solution to a problem I never thought was a problem.

Another positive thing is my French. Everyone has their moment when everything "cliques". That moment already happened when I was in high school but since then has slowed down. I think finally it has picked back up again. I can now express almost anything I want to say even if I dont know the vocabulary to use. I know enough to be able to explain in a different way what I am trying to say, and I get by. And it works great because people usually help me out and teach me something new. Last weekend was an eye opener for me when I went with a friend of mine to a party at a bar with only French people there. I was a little scared at first not wanting to push myself and socialise, but I was able to talk with people and have full conversations with people speaking French. I felt so cool. Since then, my confidence has gone up. My confidence was never high because the only time I speak a conversation in French is at school with intimidating teachers and classmates (they really aren't intimidating but I think are) and with my 7 year old because she only speaks French. I can't always have her help me though if I have trouble saying something. I often say "oh well it doesn't matter" and we move on to something else. Since she is young, she doesn't always pick up what I'm putting down or smell what I'm steppin' in. We manage though. I learn a lot too by playing games with them. I now know how to say stuff like "your turn" "role the dice" "draw a card" and other things I probably wont use in daily life but could come in handy one day. They love to play the Wii too. They have Just Dance 4. It's so much fun and a pretty good workout since I never work out.

 
lolol the first one is very false. They call it a Wii. The second one it totally legit.

I also can understand people around me when they are talking. Sometimes. I can't understand the gangsters or the teenagers. I'm a creeper though and listen in on people conversations. Or if they are on the phone, I try to figure out what they are talking about just by listening to one end of the conversation. I witnessed a "no you hang up first" conversation...ughh french people and their love.



Food is something I know I am going to miss here. YOGURT. yogurt... is heaven here. I hardly ate yogurt in the US. The kind I liked was expensive and organic made from happy cows and cane sugar. It basically tasted like cream or heaven. No "yogurty taste" if you know what I mean. Thats how all yogurt here is!! It's fantastic. I do not know what I am going to do without it. That will be my biggest expense in America - organic yogurt because I'm spoiled. Seriously, even the plain greek yogurt is yummy and it's impossible to eat plain in America. They also eat dessert right after lunch and dinner. Dessert is usually a yogurt or a piece of fruit. It's a pretty good eating habit I think as long as your dessert isn't loaded in sugar. Eating a yogurt or a fruit for dessert is yummy and it get's in other parts of the food pyramid with every meal. After each meal, I find myself craving a dessert. When I first came here, I never anticipated on eating dessert so I was always too full to eat more after a meal. I got it down now. I always get a fruit or a yogurt. It's become normal for me.

I think I am also very spoiled on wine. Good, dry, red French wine. I never want to drink anything else really if I am out with friends or somewhere. Well, besides water. If we're getting drinks, I always just want wine. How weird.

But on the topic of food, there have been a few things I have found in the grocery store that caught my attention.


Fruit and vegi secion. HUGE

All of that is salmon. Salmon swimming near France doesn't have a chance. 

What would this so called "American Sauce" be? Looks nasty

 Tomato pumpkins? 

Little machines you carry with you to check out as you're shopping. whoaa

 pro!

 individually packaged! lol this country is so funny when it comes to alcohol.



Things I cant seem to get used to here would be the smoking. Everyone and their mom smokes, and It's weird. Also, the smell. I've gotten used to it a little but there are still times when the smell is too strong and nasty. I fear it will get worse when the weather gets warmer. I'm not used to homeless people yet either. There are a lot of homeless people and they sleep on the sidewalks and in the metros. It's really sad. This is the third day in a row we have had snow. It's almost March. In my opinion, it needs to stop. Lastly, I'm not used to this:



It just looks silly to me when grown men, teenagers, and kids all have these huge headphones blasting their ears off on the trains.

Monday, February 4, 2013

Metro Party

I haven't done anything too exciting because it's been so cold outside. When it warms up, I'll wake up and go out more. I did get to go Friday night though to a crazy event called a Metro Party. Basically, it's a bunch of people of all ages getting together at a metro station and taking the metro all at the same time. Someone brings music, and everyone else brings the party. We rode all the way down metro line 2 and then rode it again. The best part was seeing people reactions as they saw a metro pack full of people. They knew they would get bombarded with rowdy people, so their look of terror was priceless. I felt sorry for them, but no one got mad. They usually though it was funny and couldn't help but smile. My favorite was when people joined us and forgot about where they were going to go. Doesn't matter when a party comes rolling in.



Crazyyy. I stopped recording before the doors opened. I knew it would be a rush into the metros, so I stashed my camera beforehand.



It was a lot of fun though. I got to meet and talk to people from all over the world. I talked with Parisians, Scottish, American, British, Canadian, and more. After the metros closed, everyone part of the party went to a club that was very tiny and did not play good music. we were only there for maybe an hour. Music included Gangnam Style and Barbie Girl, so I wasn't too hurt by leaving.
While we were there, Paige and I sat down in front of two French guys that we started talking to. There was a guy that had followed Paige around to talk to her for a while and we were trying to lose him, so talking to these two other guys got the creeper to go away. Mission accomplished! We hung out with them the rest of the night. They were a lot of fun! They took us to another club that was more fun than the first one that played a mixture of rock music mostly.

Our horrible attempt to get a group picture. Better luck next time.



At first we thought we would have trouble getting into the club because there are always bouncers who check ID's and can be picky about who goes in. Paige didn't bring her ID and neither did one of the guys we were with, but they just said to go in anyway. At 4 am, it doesn't matter. Around 5 am, the club closed, and trust me, the streets of Paris are only filled with a few young people who are going home from the night before and business people who got a full nights rest and are heading to work. You can tell who had a fun night and who didn't when you're on the metro. There are 3 types of people. Tired partiers that look a mess, loud partiers that are still loud, and quiet, annoyed business people who don't want to be there. It's so funny to see people almost falling asleep on the trains. I was wide awake still. I don't think I could walk through a city like a tired zombie. I wake myself up and look alert.


Of course the next day, I caught up on my sleep. I never planned on staying out all night, but once you've missed your train that goes home, you have no choice but to stay out. I'm glad we stayed out though. We got to have fun, meet people, speak in French a little since we hardly get to practice our French, and explore a part of Paris we never get to see.