Today, I'm very homesick for France.*
I'm drinking B-grade coffee, the weather is acting like it wants to be like France but it won't commit, and I've lost most of my ability to speak French easily.
I can still speak French, but it's painful, and hard, and I'm only really comfortable speaking French with a few people (i.e. my friends from the trip).
I decided to take yesterday off because I was tired. Blogging every day is tiring. But here we go again. Starting my second week in France!
Every first Sunday of the month, France is the best country to live in. (Almost) every museum is free for the day. Really. I think everyone on the trip took advantage of it. It was great.
Ariel, Clint, Madison, Ian, and I all decided to go to the Louvre. Now, because everyone knows about the free admission, we knew we'd have to get there early. The Louvre opens at 9 A.M. and all of us planned to be there by 8 A.M. You can probably see where this is going by now.
By now we've all pretty much got the whole Metro thing down. I'm not fond of it, but I appreciate the fact that it's an affordable, convenient way to get around the city. I leave my apartment and start walking to the Metro. I'm running a few minutes behind, but it shouldn't be a big deal. Halfway to the metro, I get a phone call.
It's Ariel and Madison. They're on their way to the Louvre too. Now, in using the Metro, you always plan out how you're going to get there before you ever get on the train. We got really good at it by the end of the month. However, no matter how well you plan, there will always be hiccups.
The Metro station that we had planned to exit off of, also known as the "Tourist Line" (at least to us) because it has most of the big tourist attractions on it, is closed. Seriously. Madison and Ariel had to do a huge loop-around route because there was no easy way to get to the stop we wanted. I had to quickly figure out how I was going to get there too. (Okay, Ariel basically told me what to do, because she's awesome like that.) Meanwhile, Clint and Ian had planned on getting at the Louvre super early (like 7-7:30 ish) and they had to redirect their route too. We had all planned on meeting in the Metro station, but since we were going to be running really late (at least 30 minutes), we decided just to find each other in line.
When I finally get to the Louvre, dazed, confused, really unsure of where I was going, and I was freaking out. Because the line to get into the Louvre, at 8:30 when I arrived, was ridiculous.
This is only half of the line at that point. It would quadruple in size by the time we were let in.
Fun fact: I also kept peeking outside, looking at the line once we got in. It never shrank. It just kept growing.
Luckily, I find Clint and Ian, and we hang out until Ariel and Madison show up. Clint and Ian showed up at 8:20, and still had pretty fantastic places in line. I figured it would take us at least 30 minutes to get inside, which was much better than what I had been picturing. I knew if we showed up at 9, when it opened, we would probably standing in line for at least an hour, if not two.
We hung out, spoke to those around us, and planned out what we wanted to see. I was jumping up and down with excitement.
More of the line, snaking around.( Collapse )