Wednesday, November 06, 2002
in light of my not being able to sign online very often without private internet access, i guess the best means of keeping ppl updated would be through blog. for those of you who are faithful readers, woohoo! i'm updating! i've been hesitant only because my blogs are not nearly as funny and captivating as other ppl's, but eh, just read and humour me, will yah?
a big fat WELL and a SIGH! here i go... how i'm going to put my experience so far into worthy words i have no idea, but lemme give it a swig and hopefully i'll do better than a nutshell. first off, school is school.. being in a diff continent doesn't make you enjoy it any more than usual. luckily for me though it isn't very challenging so i've been able to soak up my time bumming around all the artists and crazies here. you all thought that berkeley was full of weirdos! no no no, i think paris puts up a hearty challenge. for all the boys who don't like carrying around change, you should spend a day on the metros of paris and dispense all your jingles to the fine musicians that serenade you on your ride. i've have an overdose of accordians, but there are the occasional other talents that are really amazing actually. some example just for memories sake: two french hornists in the long hallway btw line 1 and 8 at the Concorde station (pleasurable acoustics), mr. oboe-man at the La Motte-Picquet Grenelle station who surprisingly doesn't break his reed in a flashing second, and the amazing glue that must stick those musicians to the car floor when the metro is rockin like a boat.
ok, next... paris is paris. mixed emotions about it and i think it's a poor representation of what france is really like. my trips to the countryside are just fab and i think i'm just gonna miss places like that so much. on a positive note, i'm learning to appreciate it more which is a big plus. i'd have to attribute that to the ppl though. christian union and st. mic's has been sooooo good. the ppl there are amazing and i'm blown away by experiencing God in different languages. (this would be the mind of someone who has yet to go on missions). since the church is technically defined "anglican" most ppl are british and the services are still in english... but yesterday i got to hear ppl praying in french and it was just amazing. i don't really have the words to explain it but wow.. i'll just leave it at that so i don't ruin it.
anyway, i gotta run to french class. another test to take, this time on vetements (clothing) and couleurs (colors). sounds so difficult doesn't it?? i'm sorry for all you berkeley-ers who are in the midst of midterms, but a big flipping HANG IN THERE for you all to munch on till it's over. =) laters folks.
a big fat WELL and a SIGH! here i go... how i'm going to put my experience so far into worthy words i have no idea, but lemme give it a swig and hopefully i'll do better than a nutshell. first off, school is school.. being in a diff continent doesn't make you enjoy it any more than usual. luckily for me though it isn't very challenging so i've been able to soak up my time bumming around all the artists and crazies here. you all thought that berkeley was full of weirdos! no no no, i think paris puts up a hearty challenge. for all the boys who don't like carrying around change, you should spend a day on the metros of paris and dispense all your jingles to the fine musicians that serenade you on your ride. i've have an overdose of accordians, but there are the occasional other talents that are really amazing actually. some example just for memories sake: two french hornists in the long hallway btw line 1 and 8 at the Concorde station (pleasurable acoustics), mr. oboe-man at the La Motte-Picquet Grenelle station who surprisingly doesn't break his reed in a flashing second, and the amazing glue that must stick those musicians to the car floor when the metro is rockin like a boat.
ok, next... paris is paris. mixed emotions about it and i think it's a poor representation of what france is really like. my trips to the countryside are just fab and i think i'm just gonna miss places like that so much. on a positive note, i'm learning to appreciate it more which is a big plus. i'd have to attribute that to the ppl though. christian union and st. mic's has been sooooo good. the ppl there are amazing and i'm blown away by experiencing God in different languages. (this would be the mind of someone who has yet to go on missions). since the church is technically defined "anglican" most ppl are british and the services are still in english... but yesterday i got to hear ppl praying in french and it was just amazing. i don't really have the words to explain it but wow.. i'll just leave it at that so i don't ruin it.
anyway, i gotta run to french class. another test to take, this time on vetements (clothing) and couleurs (colors). sounds so difficult doesn't it?? i'm sorry for all you berkeley-ers who are in the midst of midterms, but a big flipping HANG IN THERE for you all to munch on till it's over. =) laters folks.
