We arrived in Paris at around 10 in the morning on the 17th, a thursday. After a strange otherworldly feeling stroll through CDG airport we met Mr. Jannot, our mumbly old guy teacher-type. They stuck us all in taxis to our respective homes. Despite our overwhelming exhaustion, culture shock and swine flu symptoms, we had to find our ways to our school at the centre sevres in the 6th just a few hours later.
After a long day of wandering, exploring and getting lost we tried to sleep, waking up every few hours. The next day, after a scary history class that made pretty much everybody (not including myself) doubt themselves and a pleasant language class from Mr. Jannot we were instructed to take a walking tour of the Latin quarter and its surroundings. We saw a number of cool cathedrals including St. Germain des pres, Notre dame and st. sulpice.
Notre Dame On the Seine
We OOHED and AHed at a neverending wonderful selection of bakeries and patiserries and creperies and gelatto shops
Bread from "Paul", a chain bakery in Paris
The last part of our little walking tour was to visit the Pompidou and to go in. Unfortunately, my less cultured friends did not want to bumble around the exhibits and appreciate the art like I did.
Although I did get to see some groovy famous pieces...
Every day we purchase food from the Bon Marche and eat at the park across the street, named for the woman who basically invented day care. You can, and as I have, find something different yet delicious to eat every day for under 10 euros (about 14 dollars). Recently I discovered the delectable combination of vanilla yogurt and raspberries. The yogurt here is really good because it's generally eaten as desert rather than breakfast.
One of the, like, 18 meat counters
One of the fruit stands