The start of it all..

<--my only purchase thus far. wine and orangina. what more could I need? also ahhmazing graffiti by our hostel.

Leaving the country was quite the adventure.
I'll start with the plane ride but I won't bore you too much.

I love lists, so my whole blog I will try to itemize my experiences to eliminate the boring stuff.


Things that blew my mind traveling:

1) The ginormity of the plane. Fairly certain all of Wadsworth could've fit on this sucker.
2) Airplane food rocks. I was expecting some crappy mystery meat-esque meal but it was this delish lasagna, roll, salad, and brownie. hollaaaa.
3) I could not sleep. This really blew my mind because I had gotten 4 hours of sleep the night before. At least I got to watch wedding brides and how i met your mother.
4) Most mind blowing of all, I wasn't scared flying over the water. Oh, and to you all who said "ooh you can't see the water from the plane": lies. I could, but it was oddly peaceful. Just the vastness of it all was mesmorizing.
5) Flying over Ireland. First land we flew over after the Atlantic. The plane monitors showed where we were during our flight and once I figured out we were over land again, it was so weird thinking I was right over Ireland. Ireland! I hardly leave Ohio.
6) Customs. Longest line ever, but when I got there, they looked at my passport, stamped it immediately, and didn't say one word. I must not look intimidating.

Traveling from the airport to the hostel was hooooorrrrrible. We couldn't find the train station, didn't know where to get a metro pass, had no idea which metro stop was closest to our hostel, the list goes on and on. Somehow, 3 HOURS LATER, we found it. At least people were really nice when I was trying to trudge up the stairs at the metro. Multiple men helped me with my luggage. Good thing too because if they hadn't I'm fairly certain my shoulder blades would've snapped off. See, Parisians aren't rude! Either that or I'm just smokin' hot.

Things that crack me up (does not take much keep in mind):

1) man capris
2) the american music I hear. It goes from black eyed peas to deee-lite to frank sinatra.
3) my lack of knowledge of the french language. 90% of my french has consisted of mass "merci"s. Apparently even my merci sucks cause some guy at this crepe place said "hahah, 'merciiii'. see you later!"
4) little kids speaking french. HAHAHA so cute!!

I'm not going to lie. The first day was semi-miserable but I think it was due to jet lag, sore shoulders, and flip flops. Oh, and being lost ALL THE TIME. Today we woke up early, had breakfast in the little garden in our hostel, had time to look things up, went exploring in our arrondissement, bought some wine, and came back to plan our day. A much better start to my day than yesterday. Looooots of graffiti where we staying, but it's absolutely amazing. i might have taken more graffiti pictures than anything else.



KK off to shower and look super american in my holey jeans t shirt and flip flops before exploring the city! Au revoir!