made it

i'm in paris. it's beautiful. i really love this city. my flight over here was somewhat brutal. i sat next to this french woman who continuously insisted on crossing my lap to look out the window. i never really wanted to talk to her, but inevitably did. she was on vacation in the states with her husband. they tried to hit every major city, and ended up in miami for the everglades. she showed me all 300 of her pictures. after 8 grueling hours and poor sleep, i never caught her name.

after i landed, i had to meet my program leader at some terminal, which meant packing up all my shit and traversing the entirety of charles de gaule... t'was not fun. i ended up being the first one there and arguing with the woman about how cape cod is not the only island. as tedious as the conversation was, i enjoyed talking to someone about home. eventually more people showed up and we began talking.

one of the three guys on my program was the next to arrive. we have similar music interests, have played guitar forever, and have relatively long hair. so i have a new friend. his name is drew.

later we all passed out in the hotel for a little, then woke up, went to the most boring orientation presentation i have ever been to in my life, then had a group dinner. i sat next to this talkative french canadian, gabriele. she likes the habs, which doesn't sit well with me, but c'est la vie. there's also robin, a vivacious light skinned vegetarian who enjoys of montreal and ghost stories. she's really cool.

i'm about to go meet my uncle for a drink.

cheers, jhabra