Today’s title has a number of different meanings. For one, the last 24 hours could not have been more perfect if I planned them (which I didn’t). It also refers to my favorite TV show, of which I have been deprived over the last two weeks, and the reason why I probably deleted you from my news feed on facebook…I do NOT appreciate people spoiling season finales just because I’m in Paris. Oh, and it could stand for the 24 hours between me and my last lunch here and a train to London to see a certain aussie.
I woke up yesterday feeling tired and thus elected not to go on Hilary, Ryan and Chelsea’s 10-mile jaunt around Paris. This worked out in my favor, as I ran into Katie and Adrianna who were planning on going to a large mall on the other side of Paris. Two metro lines and 20 minutes later, we were in heaven. I needed shoes, a bag, basic things like lotion and contact solution, and some serious retail therapy. Not only did this place have stores to solve my clothing problems, but it also had Auchan – the french version of Walmart, complete with creepy greeters and excessive amounts of product. Basically, this mall was like heaven all wrapped up in a steely grey, modern exterior. 2 hours and 50 euro later, I had everything I needed for London – plus an adorable new bag to tote it all in! Success.
Last night, I had dinner with Kathryn, a friend of my friend Emily who had connected us when she learned we’d both be in Paris. Besides the fact that Kathryn is pretty much my group’s hero after writing me a multi-page guide to Paris, she’s also a lot of fun. We split a bottle of wine, took chances on ordering food we couldn’t completely translate, chatted, laughed, and generally had a wonderful time. Plus, mom had recently offered to pay for a “real” dinner when I was lamenting the excess of cheap sandwiches I’d been eating, so it was nice to sign into my bank account today and not grimace in pain. I swore against putting this expression in my blog after reading some others’ last summer, but I have to – thanks, mom and dad! (sorry, heather :))
Happy and full of wine, I metro-ed my way back home and wandered into St. John’s, excited to climb into bed. I was headed towards my room when I ran into Sarah in the hallway and she insisted that I go out to “ladies night” with them. I was gross, sweaty and tired…and yet somehow, less than ten minutes later, I was dressed and ready and walking down the street towards Moose Bar. It’s canadian, hysterical, and utterly fabulous – and the bartender, who’s from Austin, was the perfect piece of America right in the middle of Paris. We all shared a few drinks, took infinite pictures, laughed, and I was home in bed by 1AM…after a rather interesting metro ride and a few drunk dials to a similarly intoxicated aussie, of course.
I woke up at 4AM with a twinge of a headache, and worried that it would be a full-blown hangover by morning – so I downed some water and tylenol and immediately fell back asleep. Fast forward 5 hours, when I sprung happily out of bed at 9:00 feeling great. No hangover whatsoever. I had a skype chat with Phil’s adorable mom that ran a bit long, so I worried I’d be late to class. My good luck continued, though, as I managed to shower, change, and make it into the classroom with 5 minutes to spare.
I’m now sitting here, drinking hot chocolate fresh from the machine and facebooking my way through the day. I breezed my way through my article presentation, and if Dr. Herod’s body language is any indication, did exceptionally well. After 20 more minutes of class, I’ll have lunch, and then the rainy weather and upcoming trip has turned today into a “sleep and laundry day”. I could definitely use an afternoon to relax, clean, pack, and mentally prepare myself for the overwhelming joy I’ll be feeling in about 30 hours.
It’s funny how much 24 hours can change my mood. I have to say, though, that I’m a happy, happy girl. If things are this good right now, I can only imagine what they’ll be like in about a day when I head to London!
Expect some sappy-happy updates (and pictures!!) when I get back 🙂 Au revoir!
Love you all.