I am so good at driving standard now, I may as
well be in one of those "please do not attempt, professional driver"
commercials. Hey BMW or Mercedes, if you're looking for a driver, call me
up.
I have finally made it into Paris. It is
definitely a very nice, Europian type of city. But I cannot say that I wish I
lived there. For me it's like Toronto, I am fine with visiting the big city,
but I am glad I do not live there.
The first day I visited was with my host mom and the
youngest girl, Leo. We sat in traffic for a lot of the time, but it was still
such a wonderful trip. I am very glad I do not drive in Paris. I am too much of
a “Canadian” driver to survive there (i.e I’d let people pass, wait for people
to let me in). Also road lines do not exist in Paris, even if they do, no one
follows them. And pedestrians everywhere! It’s like “I am human, cars can’t
hurt me”… seriously bud??!
Leo and I catching bubbles.
You cannot go to Paris and not take a photo with the Eiffel Tower
The second day I went back to Paris by myself. I survived
the train ride and metro. I think of this as a great accomplishment. I attended
an au pair picnic where I met lots of Canadians. Clearly my French skills will
only improve if I hang out with lots of people from my own country (and their
not from Quebec). It was so refreshing to meet people though! And some great
people as well. I then went exploring with some of the girls I met.
I do not care how cheesy this is, I am so doing this.
Back to Paris tomorrow!
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