This morning
we
went to Les Invalides for
our Revolution/philosophy/our-teacher-thinks-he-is-teaching-at-oxford class. Invalides is an old Army fortress as well as the crypte where Napoleon da first is buried/entombed. Twas a dreary day here in paris. I was all set to wear my cute blue pencil skirt and heels until i checked my lifeline weather.com and discovered that today was destined to be in the 50s (F) and rainy. So cordoroys with boots it was.
We were psyched to see cannons (cool props for pics, not so cool for killing people) when arrived at the site, but were knocked off our high horse when we sat in the freezing cold cafeteria drinking tea from plastic cups and talked about Napoleon for two hours. I am all about the history, but take a girl out of the classroom, and she must play! We took a little tour after i discussing the reading we didn't quite complete (Clocks: we read it three times, don't worry). We saw Napoleon's tombey thing, a cartooney looking casket the shape of his hat. Does anyone else think there is a striking resemblance between Napoleon and Cap'n Crunch?? Hmmmm.... We also looked at engravings on the wall of the chapel and discussed the deeper meanings of the pictures, and what they represented. As much as i always want to part from the group like a lone wolf, i definately learn more by hearing our teacher share his knowledge and by discussing the art with my classmates. yay, learning! Our friend Avery thought the place smelled like dead people, but Maddie informed her that it was just church smell.
We did not get to play with cannons during class, and there was no time to do so after because we had to jet off to architecture class. i love architecture... but we can only sit and stare at ionic renaissance columns for so long until Maddie sleeps with her eyes open and my note taking evolves into elaborate goldfish designs and sketches of headbands i want to make.
after school, we hung out with..... FABIAN! yay!!! Chicago Friend In Town For One Week!! Holla. The three of us went to this diner called "Breakfast in America." I almost cried when i got my bottomless cup o joe and my breakfast burrito. I dig french food, but i cannot suppress my utmost love for american diner food. ...keep in mind, this was not exactly authentic american diney cuisine considering it was in france and all the people who worked there were british. But they did have hot sauce and a signed poster of the cast of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. on the wall, so that's good enough for me.
after that, the three of us went to see a movie (click to see a tid bit of our day) --weather could not permit anything else. Maddie and i are cursed when it comes to picking movies. We decided to see "la vie avec ses yeux" (life through her eyes)... turns out it was an american movie about a shooting at a highschool--it was really intense and touching in that respect, but as a film it was trying waaaay too hard. I think it went straight to dvd in the usa, if you know what i mean. Anyway, both movies maddie and i went to in france have been poorly-executed american films starring uma thurman (who in my opinion should not act unless she has a sword or a body-suit). we almost had the theatre to ourselves, until four ladies with noisey plastic bags walked in right after the lights turned off.
Tonight was a homework/office and gossip girl catch-up night, but tomorrow i think we'll go to karoke night with avery and fabe.
ps if y'all in america could fix our economy before we return, that'd be great. yikes.
love and misses and kisses
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