One of the highlights of this week was visiting the Sacre Coeur, which means sacred heart. It's immense. Europe's largest mosaic decorates the ceiling behind the alter. I'd show a photo, but you weren't allowed to talk to take pictures inside.
Yesterday I stopped by the Museum of the Middle Ages with some friends and saw giant tapestries in excellent condition. Then we went and attempted to descend into the catacombs, but they were closed due to technical difficulties. Hopefully we'll have a chance to go again. Half of the girls decided to go home, and a few of us took the metro to Lafayette, a giant mall full of fashionable, exorbitantly priced stores. Needless to say, we only window shopped. Dior, Prada, Louis Vuitton, and many other big names were there. An average price for a jacket, for instance, was 700 Euros. The only thing we bought was MacDonald's, which has better quality food and smaller portions, doesn't give refills, and sells beer here.
Today I went to Marché aux Puces, an outdoor market, with my roommate Amelia. There was a man in the street there doing tricks with three black disks. One had a white circle on one side. People kept putting up money and guessing where the white circle was. If they were right, they won money, and if they didn't, then they lost it. We watched for a while and kept guessing right. Once Amelia and I were certain we knew where it was, and she decided to put 20 Euros on it. Somehow we were wrong, and she lost the money. She was pretty crushed.
This afternoon we got a visit from grandma, Monsieur Laloux's mom. She is a very proper, stylish French lady who likes to talk. She told us all about the new pants she bought and lost on the metro when she set them down.
I take this antique elevator to the fourth floor each day. It makes me feel like I'm a bellhop in a black-and-white movie. Luckily the landlord was there when I arrived with my luggage the first day, because I couldn't figure out how to open the doors and operate it.
Today I went to Marché aux Puces, an outdoor market, with my roommate Amelia. There was a man in the street there doing tricks with three black disks. One had a white circle on one side. People kept putting up money and guessing where the white circle was. If they were right, they won money, and if they didn't, then they lost it. We watched for a while and kept guessing right. Once Amelia and I were certain we knew where it was, and she decided to put 20 Euros on it. Somehow we were wrong, and she lost the money. She was pretty crushed.
This afternoon we got a visit from grandma, Monsieur Laloux's mom. She is a very proper, stylish French lady who likes to talk. She told us all about the new pants she bought and lost on the metro when she set them down.
I take this antique elevator to the fourth floor each day. It makes me feel like I'm a bellhop in a black-and-white movie. Luckily the landlord was there when I arrived with my luggage the first day, because I couldn't figure out how to open the doors and operate it.
French Fact: Le Marais district means "the swamp." Once a marchland, it was cleared and became a residence for aristocracy. Today it is a center for the Jewish community in Paris.
cool stuff! keep'em coming!
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