Paris rules

First of all, I must discuss the crepes. There are crepe stands at almost every corner and I have not stopped thinking about the one I had yesterday that was Nutella and banana. That alone would make a girl want to stay here for good. I am saying, it was amazing. Pretty much like the best thing I have ever eaten. The entire group of Medill girls (really, it is all women except one poor guy, Chuck, who wasn't having it with us) stopped on the street for these crepes and have not stopped talking about them.

More on food: the bread is equally jaw-dropping and you eat it with every meal. My only real beef (besides not really knowing French to read the menus and just guessing most of the time) is the coffee. Tiny cups of espresso aren't going to cut it. But... like the American jerks we are, we found a Starbucks and paid an obscene amount of money for coffee. Worth it. (yeah yeah it's my first time in Paris)
Really, Paris is gorgeous. We have been on a boat ride on the Siene, walked around near the Louvre and the Eiffel Tower, ate crepes....

Other interesting item to note of Paris: people really do make out all over this city. Not in a gross, drunken bar-makeout way but in the romantic, beautiful-people-being-beautiful kind of way. At cafes, along the Seine, on the street. It's actually quite nice.

Seriously though, it helps to have the other Medill folks around who are facing the same unknown daunting task of soon being in another country to report and live. (We will be doing some reporting here, but not too extensive). We are all a little anxious and excited. The other folks are headed to places like Buenos Aires, Sydney, the Hague, Hong Kong. I still can't believe I am doing this.

I also managed to blow out the converter for my computer (wrong wattage I think) so once I can buy a new one, I can upload some pictures to this lovely little blog!