I really cannot be more thankful for the education that I have received. Having experienced living in Italy without knowing Italian, I know that it can be very difficult to learn a language even if you are immersed in it. However, even if I don't remember the Latin, Ancient Greek, or Italian that I took, it has been relatively easy for me to pick up vocabulary. Many English words derive from French. Usually when I have reached that point in a sentence where I know I do not know the word needed to continue, I begin speaking English or Italian words in a French way. It has worked out quite well at the school. We'll see how it goes in Paris.
Today, I am running errands, getting things done like a real Parisienne! None of that touristy stuff for me. I had two days of gawking at the gorgeous buildings. Now its time to pretend I have seen them a hundred times, and only glance at them as I walk by. When I see the light bouncing off the buildings and the water on the cobblestone street, I will just have to smile slightly and refrain from jumping up and down with excitement. Unlike the tourists who are furiously taking pictures of an enourmous vista that cannot be captured on film, I get to stay in this magical wonderland. I don't need a picture to remind me of what it feels like to be in Paris. I am fortunate enough to be searching for my own place to stay.