My first week across the pond is complete! Although there was a bit of a rough start (nearly fainting in my first 15 minutes here, sweating enough to fill a bucket, experiencing exhaustion, and lacking a fan, for example), I’m starting to feel like I’m getting the hang of things.
Studying abroad is always something I’ve wanted to do, and I am going to soak in every moment while I can. The U.S. is a shit-show (pardon my French) and makes me spiral into an existential crisis every time I open a news article, but having this experience is giving me a new perspective on what I enjoy, what I want more of, and what I think can change within the United States. I crave community and FUN! I’ve already made friends with some of the other students who reside in the building, which has been a great help with finding cool places to go to, like a nearby bar or dancing on the Seine. I am so glad I’m not a homebody.
As for the language, I’m picking up French faster than I thought I would. Before this trip, I spent a bit of time studying the basics, and I think my pronunciation is pretty okay! At a perfume booth, the attendant thought Ben and I were French at first, although he was probably just trying to get us to buy something (which I did).
Nothing compares to the food I’ve had here. The BEST pastries in the world. There is just so much more care and an emphasis on rich flavor with simplicity. If it’s done well, there is no need for all the additives they put in American food.
I am truly having the best time.
Ciao, ciao!