Arrival

So. This is it. I'm facing ten weeks in the very unpredictable but highly entertaining world known as the European Union. I can't say that I'm not nervous, but hey, it's France. What can go wrong? Well for starters my flight here was delayed two and a half hours (two of which were spent on the plane). The plane wasn't full though, so I guess having three seats to myself on an intercontinental flight makes up for my gratuitous delays.

Interestingly enough, when I arrived at the airport, I was picked up at the airport by my mother's cousin. Now, I know he's Macedonia's ambassador to France, but being picked up by a chauffeur was a little unexpected. I was introduced to the ways Paris is laid out and the different ways that you can get around it. All I'll say is that Paris's loop is a lot bigger than Chicago's. Riding with the ambassador was kind of cool too, how he went about answering phone calls and talking in politician. It made me feel important.

Getting to my dorm, the gorgeous Maison Internationale in Paris, was a little underwhelming, until I got into my room. Which is completely awesome considering it's the perfect size and it has a bed, mini fridge, and it's own private bathroom. Not only that, but it was really clean too. I feel like I'm going to enjoy this whole Paris thing after all.