France: je ne parle pas français


After a day of flight delays and learning to go with the flow, I arrived in my Parisian apartment.  Things are so different, yet so fun! Our apartment is small by American standards, but large for here.  The washing machine takes about 3 hours (we know from some sheets that had to be washed due to food poisoning) and we have a clothes drying rack instead of a dryer.  There is no air conditioner, but the weather is nice so that’s not a problem.  The walls are so thin so we have to walk around very quietly since the French easily complain to the landlord about noise.  Everything is very minimal, but in a charming way.  Our balcony overlooks the Seine where you can see the Eiffel Tower in the distance.  Everything is so fascinating, just to see the tower as a part of our home rather than simply a tourist attraction.  The French is difficult for someone who knows virtually none, but I am learning so much so quickly! The French people have gone out of their way to be patient with my feeble attempts at their language, and they are eager to help us find directions and practice their language.  Also, I am a huge fan of public transportation.  It is so nice to zip around the arrondissements and see so much so easily!

We visited this park today after orientation
They keys are a little funny and it takes me about 10 minutes to open the door
Our kitchen and drying rack
Our living room and kitchen table
One of our bedrooms

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