That's how I've felt about my alarm clock this week. I came back from my host family on Monday and cried for most of the journey. All week long I've been working n a scene from a Feydeau play called Le Circuit. It's completely in French which is very difficult to memorize. Right now I'm actually staying up late along with my roommates to help finish our memorization.
Anyway, I'll give a quick rundown of the important stuff and write a long and detailed description later.
Yesterday I went clubbing for the first time and had an amazing time. I brought a silver sequin dress with me to Paris and I'm glad I did. All the girls and I but on our very best, wore outrages and fabulous makeup, and the whole group danced to loud music till two in the morning. I finally understand why all that annoying dance floor music exists.
Today we memorized lines in the park, climbed 600 steps to the second floor of the Eiffel tower, ate at a restaurant where you sit in the pitch black so your sense of taste is amplified, then watched a fire dancer in front of Notre Dame.
I'm so sorry these post are so widely spaced but I have been crazy busy this week trying to memorize and I can only today say with confidence that I know my lines.
The trip is winding down and I'm flying back to new York on Wednesday. I don't know how I feel about this. I miss home more than I thought I would and I'm ready to have my own room again, but I love France, my group and I still miss my host family.
Good night dear readers.
Bonsoir et Bonne chance.
Sincerely,
Drama Queen
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