First 2 weeks in Paris

First of all, you are probably thinking "You are going to a French school in Paris for a year?! thats crazy!" Yeah it is crazy, especially because I didn't even know that me and my family were going to move to Paris until just 4 months ago. It was a shock even to my parents. A sudden opportunity came up for our family to rent out an apartment belonging to some mutual French friends of my parents, and they grabbed the chance as soon as they could. Maybe we are crazy for deciding on whim to move across the Atlantic ocean to a foreign country, but hey you can't ever get anywhere in life if you don't take a leap of faith, even sometimes a plunge into unknown waters..

The first week living in Paris has been great. For the first few days I felt like I was in a dream. I kept telling myself the new phrase "you are living in Paris now" and somehow it took a lot to convince myself that this was true. Now I have been here with Luke and my parents for 12 days and this crazy, amazing truth is finally starting to sink in.

The first few days that I arrived here with my family were relaxing. For the first 3 mornings my dad surprised Luke and I with delicious freshly made pain au chocolates and croissants, and we ate them with our coffee. The apartment that we are now staying at is much smaller than I imagined. It is nice and cozy though, and it overlooks a garden. Luke and I each have a bedroom and my parents stay in the living room on a large pull out bed, which is also a couch. We have a small kitchen, a closet sized bathroom and a shower room. 

The city here in Paris as everyone knows is large and full of activity. My family and I have been walking around the city every day and exploring all sorts of streets and alley-ways.  It is sad to see that there are quite a few homeless families on the streets. There is so much poverty in Paris and it seems to go over people's heads as many of them walk past the homeless without so much as turning their heads. Everyone is doing their own thing, so quite often it seems like the only people who give a hand to the homeless are the yuppy tourists.