It’s Holly

…excuse the vulgarity. for those of you who don’t know, Dave Chappelle has rubbed off on me to the point where every sentence ends with “mmm mmm,bitch”. I even have Jonathan’s french friends saying it. Damn americans corrupting the french…i’m contributing to the cause.

anywho… I’M IN PARIS! finally!

Here are the pictures:

http://www.ofoto.com

user - “holly@since82.com”
pass - “password”

easy enough, huh? leave off the quotes, knuckelheads. and don’t go messing anything up. Enjoy.

So my first day here, Jonathan refused to let me sleep to knock out any chance of jetlag. As soon as I got off the plane, I did the whole customs thing, got my luggage, and proceded toward the “sortie” (…the exit, i learned that word quick). There’s a huge crowd of people outside the glass double doors waiting for their arrivals, so I’m all excited and whatnot. I walk out, and there’s no Jonathan. My flight was delayed, so maybe he was a little delayed. 20 minutes later, he’s still delayed. So I walk around the airport thinking there’s another arrival terminal that he may be at, but I don’t see another one, and I’m not tryin’ to get lost up in Charles de Gaulle. So I keep circling the area and I spot him looking for me. I can’t get any words out so I make this sorta “Uhh!” grunting noise and scream. lol He greets me with Cyril (the cutest boy ever) and pastry filled with chocolate. We get everything back to the apartment and hit the streets. The Eiffel Tower is the first stop (this would be a good time to open ofoto.com and click on The Eiffel Tower album). Fantastico. I try to hit up as many toursity monuments as I can before we head back to the house. Eiffel Tower and Invalides are now (somewhat) complete. I still have to go inside of Invalide. We get back to the house and eat, and I meet everyone (Nicole, her parents, Melissa, and Lelu). It’s late as hell… around 2 AM, and I’ve officially been up for 36 hours…without time change. Jonathan’s convinced if I sleep their normal hours,jet lag won’t effect me. And he’s right, because I’m up in the daylight and down at night.

Day two = The Louvre, lots of bread, wine and cheese.

Day three = Museé D’Orsay and a district called the Moireé (i think). Lots of cute shopping. I got two sweaters for 25 Euro (about $30). We went to a concert (Youssou N’Dour). It was dope!

Day four = today. Nicole’s parents leave today, and we’re supposed to take the train to Versailles. Tonight, there’s a birthday party for Jonathan’s friend’s friend Suzie.