Christmas! Christmas! CHRISTMAS!!
Today I decided to go a-touristing in Paris to see some of the Christmas delights. I went past Hôtel de Ville where they set up a skating rink and then I headed to Notre Dame which has a large tree in front of it and met a new friend! It was a perfect Parisian day.
Hôtel de Ville and the skating rink. You can't tell in this picture, but the building had sparkling lights all over it. Magic.
Christmas tree in front of Notre Dame. It was quite lovely.
Such an awkward tourist pose
After many attempts to take a photo of myself in front of Notre Dame {with no luck}, a kind Parisian man offered to take one for me. The above picture is the result. We started talking and he asked me to coffee. I quickly ran through possible plots to get me into an alleyway to kill me, but I decided I was fine and I agreed to some hot chocolate. We found a cozy little cafe just around the corner and I had a lovely cup of chocolate chaud. Our conversation was half-French, half-English which was really interesting and quite entertaining. I'm realizing that there are some ideas that you just can't express in English, and that French is the only way to get a certain point across. It is the most beautiful language to me and I love speaking it more and more each day. After finishing at the café we headed back towards Hôtel de Ville where he headed off to class and I went shopping. He invited me to attend his class with him but I passed {Solar energy? Yikes}. I think I am going to join him another time though. How cool to attend a college class in French? Okay, I take French classes at BYU, but to be with French students in a French University is pretty exciting to me.
Oh reader, I'm in love with Paris. In fact, I'm somewhat sad to leave for home in a few days. I know I am coming back, but it is still difficult to go. France is home and my heart is here. I wish I could more eloquently express the beauty and wonder of Paris, but I hope you can get see just a touch of how utterly perfect it is through my blog. Walking down cobblestone side-streets and smelling crepes or waffles being made on little street carts, sitting in a café with a radiator at your back watching the world pass by or seeing the Eiffel Tower in the distance is something one must experience. My heart feels such happiness here and I just don't know how I'll be able to leave in 7 months.
Also, I had some man in the metro tell me I was very beautiful, and I found out one of my students has a crush on me. Hello, why would't I love it here?
-M
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