Walking

In this post I will write about Paris, walking, and the combination of both.
Tonight marked my last night in Paris, for now. I leave for Laval, and further, the farm, tomorrow at 2. I have spent many hours now walking through paris, aimlessly. My mocassins, built more for the short hunt than the long stroll, served me well in the narrow streets of the Latin Quarter, and the wide lanes at Versailles. I was able to meet up with fellow MoHo Grace, and together we traversed the Eiffel Tower, Arc de Triumph, Champs Elysees, Jardin des Tuileries and more, and then tonight, simply her hosts apartment. My french abilities have been tested, and I'd say, much like french 101, I would probably have earned about a B, which for only one year of french, I'd say is alright.
Took a taxi home tonight, and my driver was tres fantastique! He was determined to perfect my limited pronounciation, and we talked the whole way home, only he didn't speak any english, and I was very tired. Still it was great. Like when you use math in real life, and are just so pleasently surprised by it.
To the FJS'ers following this-- I've been eating the most amazing cheese. One almost as good as the nun cheese, but not made by nuns, so.... not quite. Still amazing though.
I feel lucky to be living such a charmed life at the moment, and am extremely greatful to all those who have made it possible, or have contributed to it.
Though I still feel like "that girl who went to Paris on a semester off of her liberal arts college in New England to take a break from the trying world of academia in order to see the world," I'm coming to terms with that identity, and finding it less problematic as the days pass. America already feels very long ago and far away, which is a good thing, I think. Also, the coffee really is much better here.
Tomorrow the real deal starts, I will write again as soon as possible. In the mean time, I've been truely loving the updates I've been getting from a few of you, and would love to hear more!
All my love,
A