The search is over; the fallafel has been found.

What a weekend...

highlights:

On Thursday I went out with Marielle and Kate, found a little irish pub right by the Bastille, and met an awesome bartender named Rebecca (tres cool, oui?). Turns out she's scottish and here in Paris studying stained glass at Olivier de Serres, a well known art/design school. It also turns out that her school had an exhibition this weekend; they opened their doors to the public to see all the students work. we decided to check it out on friday (yea to no friday classes!!), and I was really impressed. The picture is of a stairwell covered in postit notes that had reminders, personal thoughts, or inner confessions written on them. The notes were part of a project where a student covered themselves in the notes, and then photographed themselves around Paris. There were some really cool shots, i particularly enjoyed one of the student in the Metro, with the wind from the train blowing some of the post its off of him. There was a lot of interesting things there, and when we ran into Rebecca, she seemed really glad to see us (we might have made a friend! yea!)

Other highlight from the bar--we met an American named Phil who spent the better part of an hour doing slight of hand magic tricks for us. Entertaining strangers, yea! made me think of Timmy too :)




Saturday j'ai fait une grosse matin because i still wasn't feeling well, and met up with the girls at Pere Lachaise cemetary. it was incredibly beautiful and peaceful therem with about 1,000,001 picturasque spots.











Sunday I spent about half an hour people watching at les Jardins de Tuileries then met up again to go to the Musee D'Orsay. Of course, loved the museum, and i'm uber glad that i have a pass to get in whenever I want...I plan on being a return visitor!
After the museum, we walked to the Marais district, which was teeming with people (think about the amount of people you'd find at a street fair, only nothing special was going on, it was just a sunday with nice weather), and we were finally successful at finding the best fallafel. Let me tell you. It's worth the effort of finding the place, it was incredibly delicious...and a wonderful change from the french overload of carbs (i miss vegetables and grilled chicken)






after the fallafel enlightenment, Kate and I headed to Notre Dame by way of St. Michel (don't worry, we will be able to sketch at some point, je te promis!) and people-watched for about half an hour, then headed home.

on another note, turns out that Dimitri, my host brother has the chicken pox, and Charlotte is sick (which i'm betting will turn into the chicken pox too). poor kids!

oh yea. heard there was some sort of big game last night. Heard the Colts won. congrats colts fans, sorry to bears fans.

other than that, i'm seriously considering taking a train up to London next weekend to see the new play that Daniel Radcliffe is starring in. He's playing opposite Richard Griffiths, who just won a tony for The History Boys which i really wanted to see, and it was designed by John Napier, who has a ton of credits and several tonys under his belt. We'll see whether I make it up there or not, depending on how much everything costs.

that's all for now, love to you all!!

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