March 23, 2010
I took French for YEARS...I mean, more that 5, into college and beyond. I then...spent a short 18 months in Ecuador, became completely fluent in Spanish, resulting in a total de-wiring of any French connections made during the previous half decade. Beyond the conjugations I may or may not have learned....my teacher spent hours talking about the historical monuments and sites of France. That actually stuck and how grateful I am now to Mr. Stumphy for the many...many...many, many, many bad slideshows on the beauties of Paris. The real thing was much better. It was like walking through a fairy tale. Sometimes you can look back on your life and think "Hey that was a great moment in my life" and sometimes you know you're LIVING a great moment. I walked around amazed all day, freezing to the bone, then I'd go home and defrost in a hot bath, fall asleep in an amazingly soft bed and wake up in a dream. J'ADORE PARIS.