Monday 24 November 2014

Welcome to the House of Wax – not the Paris Hilton scary one

This weekend was quite exciting!

On the Friday, a friend and I went rock climbing. This was my second time rock climbing (as last week my host mom and I went on the wrong night, but the French people were so nice that they still let us climb the wall for free) so I felt comfortable downing 3 glasses of wine at an aperitif my host mom and I went to. I wasn’t driving – which was what the party guests told me, so hence why it was ok for me to drink that much. The wine really worked in my favour! I wasn’t afraid of the heights whatsoever! I just felt awesome – like Spiderman!



                                    “Spiderman, Spiderman
He can do what no one can
Oh yeah, here comes the spiderman”  - My version of the spiderman song, and yes I am too lazy to look for the actual lyrics of the song.

And the people there were so wonderful – French people are very nice, contrary to popular stereotypes; as long as you are outside of Paris.

The next day was quite exciting as we went to see the Hunger Games movie! I’ve been receiving loads of snapchats and updated statuses on facebook about people going to see it, and so I of course have as well. Let’s just say I can’t get “Are you coming to the tree” out of my head – aka IT WAS AWESOME!

We also did some shopping – aka lots of money spent (no, not on me) – but at least I have a Christmas gift for everyone back home (except for the cheese and wine – that’ll have to be last minute purchases).

The next day my friend and I hit up the christmas market at Champs-Elysee where I bought more Christmas gifts....


....and then I dragged my friend out to a meet-up that was happening in Paris. We met some really nice people, it was really nice to change up the scenery of people. After our little aperitif (I’ve been to several of these now; verdict: French people love wine; “Quelle surprise!”) we headed to Musée Grévin, which is the Parisian wax museum. While it did not have the largest amounts of celebrities as I am sure the American wax museums have, it was still fascinating. In one day I met my favourite artist of all time Stromae, I became a child of Bragenlina, I tried to blend in with the “crowd”, I refamiliarized myself with Einstein’s theory of relativity, after which we took a selfie to celebrate our wisdom, and then I met Putin. 






And now thanks to Lina I have 100+ awesome songs to download, which I wasn’t able to do today as our internet in the house wasn’t working…. that’s what you get when you live in the middle of no where; I know this feeling too well as it’s the same problem back home. At least I am almost done the Game of Throne books, cannot wait for the new season to start up again as I’ll finally won’t be in the dark about who dies and who lives – I am still recovering from the “crushed head fiasco”.


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