Arriving in France

Upon arriving in Paris, I was so happy to be met by friends and English speakers!! We went to the catacombs in the afternoon, see the new link. It was pretty much creepy all the way around. But Paris is beautiful in the spring, I didn't really even need a coat. We walked to a park and up this beautiful little street which had an early building of a famous architect at the end. The building itself isn't famous, but with two "architecture boys" (as Dez and Christina like to call them) we were kept well informed about what we were looking at and entertained by the sheer number of pictures they take of all the buildings around here. It gives a person new eyes when looking at things, following these guys around. It was also nice to feel like I recognized something. I went with Mark and Dez (Christina's friends from Bozeman) to the Champs-Elysees and upon seeing the Arc de Triomphe at the end, I felt happy to be somewhere I have a memory of. Plus, it's Paris. Maybe not my favorite city in the world, but a beautiful one, just entering springtime.

We drove across France the next day, five people and 10 bags, just barely fitting in the tiny tiny car that Jed and Christina rented from the grocery store. France gets more beautiful the farther south you go, and it is nice weather. If not sunny, at least it isn't snowy. It rains every couple or hours, but I can handle that. I have been here in the chalet by myself for the last couple of days (everyone else went to Barcelona, which I decided to forego for now in order to rest and put my mind back together.


This picture was taken from the front porch of the chalet. It is Millau as seen from our front door. I feel like I am walking in the picture I had on my computer desktop. If I walk just down the driveway, I can see the bridge also. It's pretty much amazing.