ikea heaven

So I'm basically in the elementary level class, which is fine since I can't form basic sentences anymore. I spent 10 euros on the book we needed. That's about $400 less than what I usually spend on books. So the other night we (we being Caroline, Misha and I) got driven around Paris by Clement, our new French friend who did an exchange program at UNM where Misha goes to school. He took us to all the touristy parts but in less than an hour. It was almost as good as riding on the back of a moped Passport to Paris style. Plus Clement can tell us what we're supposed to do so we don't look like tourists. It works. So the Rugby World Cup started on Thursday. People are crazy about it. There's a huge rugby ball at the bottom of the Eiffel Tower all lit up and stuff. Sarah took Sasha, Geri and I to a bar to meet some of her friends and watch the game (France v Argentina) which was insane and everyone was screaming the whole time. It was awesome. France lost, but apparently the French don't get as upset as um, let's say those from Boston. I mean there were no riots or anything. But anyway, now I'm really into it and plan on watching the remaining games. Caroline and Misha got the most adorable apartment which is so exciting. It's all blue and is very French-looking with a view of the courtyard and everything. So yesterday Clement drove us to the IKEA outside of the city so they could get some stuff for it. Even the French IKEA is amazing and totally Euro and chic and cheap. I couldn't help but get some stuff to make my room a little more liveable--new comforter that's not itchy wool and not infested with things, some utensils and dishes, and an adorable little bamboo plant named Monique. Really though, that IKEA was awesome and brand new and the parking lot looked like a Teletubby wonderland. Clement is my hero for taking us there. Gonna go eat some Nutella.

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