Well, The fourth of july just ended! And I spent it in France! Yep, that's right folks, france amazing. The more of these journal entries I write I realize that I feel like they are scripts being said to an audience -- huh. Well I saw the Louvre, Notre Dame, St. Chappelle, The Paris Underground, ate some Glace, awesome paninis, killer expressos, and was totally overwhelmed with the language barrier -- my head would have exploded any longer their. Whenever I ordered food or asked for directions, I felt shrugged or like a moron! I saw one of those dwarf dudes from Amelie, almost bought one, but hopefully will find another.
On a more reflective note, I realized that (by riding the tubes all over the place, like back to my dorm to get my forgotten passport! True story) the world seems so much more like my home. Like at 428, if I need something from the basement, upstairs, I go get it. Same thing with the passport, except instead of going down 2 flights of stairs I take the tube 5 stops or so! Pretty cool.