Paris...

So, we have to share showers and toilets, but we have our own sinks in our room. It's not very aesthetically pleasing, but it's quite quaint and actually nicely convenient.


This is the view from my window. I don't know how well you can see stuff, but it's pretty awesome.

I would add more pictures, but I'm still really jet lagged, and they are taking forever. I had a good flight. The room is actually pretty big; bigger than the space at B-J, but that's actually kind of a bad thing. It feels really empty, and I don't have the means to cozy it up. I do have red curtains and a nice red blanket, which makes it nice and bright, and a little better than just some student dorm.

Oh well, I'm off to bed. I'll do my best to update here, hopefully different things than on my xanga. (If I don't have enough material for two blogs that aren't very long, then I am not taking full advantage of the situation and I should not be here.)

I do have to say that I am not having the most amazing time ever. I know enough French to get by, and I understand a lot of literature, but the French department didn't think it important to teach us practical stuff. It is the University of Chicago, after all. I am definitely way out of my comfort zone, which is super uncomfortable for me.