It's Friday and I've spent most of the day unpacking, getting to know the puppy again and catching up on my blog. The trip back was LONG but problem free. The first time I went overseas with Blythe I was quite depressed for a long while. I developed almost a reverse homesickness. I am not experiencing this at this point. It hit me a bit when I went to the grocery store, which is where it hit me before, but I'm OK. Mostly I just miss my new friends. I don't have many close relationships here and it was great meeting more people in 3 weeks I could be friends with then in the 8 years I've been in California. I believe Paris really made me appreciate the USA, which is something I would never think to come out of my mouth. This is in no way a complaint of Paris as this thought alone was worth the trip. I believe we learn from every experience. I must say, big shout out to the Paris police!! They saved me when I was coming back from the Metro and getting harassed with a friend. Without going into much detail I couldn't see anything like that happening in the USA. I wanted to thank them so much and was completely blown away that surveillance cameras really do work!
Anyway, I'll write more later. Still trying to clean up the house and going through 3 weeks of mail and bills.
Here are some pics of Early, my little man!
Thank you all for giving me such a wonderful experience!!!!
I would be crying a tear in my beer, but leaving from France helps matters a bit. I'm really going to miss all the wonderful people I've met, but I'm ready to go home from Paris. I would probably be looking for a job in the underground market if we were still in London. :) We all took a cruise along the Seine, then a very yummy farewell dinner. This trip was such an amazing experience that I couldn't imagine that I could ever put this together myself. A few of us were fondly remember a few of the great stories that happened on our trip. I will chronicle them all in my personal journal. I really feel I've made some lifelong friends and learned many things about myself through the cultures of London and France that can only help me with life. I also learned valuable perceptions about myself from a few of the close friends I've made. Growing as a person is invaluable to me at this point of life, everything else was gravy. :) On my way to the airport I thought about each person in our class and how they touched my life. I am only a better person from this. I will continue to write this blog even though my daily life consists of working my current job and feverishly looking for a new one. I hope you all know how important you are to me and please stay in touch!
It's Bastille Day in France and I am trying to gear up to see some fireworks. People were already gathering on the stairs at Montmartre at 3pm today to catch the best seats. I got some great footage of street performers while there. I was also saved from the African bracelet vendors by the girls. They about tackled me to get the bracelet on my wrist so I'd have to pay. Prior to Montmarte I finally got to go to PereLachaiseCemetery after years of fascination. Of course I saw Jim Morrison's grave. I was sad to see it looks so different then the photos I've seen of it. Someone stole his bust and years of vandalism led the cemetery to replace the entire site. This gravestone was one of the most interesting I've ever seen.
I must also say I was very pleased with my very Parisian lunch of croque-monsieur Sorry Max, I had to do it (at least you didn't have to smell it). ;)
Update: The girls and I went to the Louvre to see the fireworks. What followed was perhaps one of the most wonderful times I've ever had. Over the past few years I've been kinda a wet blanket, this visit prompted me to ride the those swings again that I always loved as a child. Let go, let loose...it was entirely worth every moment.