Today's post will be to fill y'all in on our journey here and our first day!
Yesterday, we left the house at one in the afternoon and were driven to the airport. It was a tearful goodbye- with Allison, Valerie, and little miss Lyla to see us off. I started the waterworks while saying goodbye to that sweet little two year old, and everyone else followed (except Dad). I suppose I really am a leader! :P
Anyway, we boarded the plane at 4:30 and took off at 5:30ish. The flight was insanely long and I only got about 20 minutes of sleep at the beginning of it. Luckily, we had an open seat next to us, so we could lay down- though Mom slept in it mostly.
A lady in the seat near us also panicked when she heard about it and said, "And you hit it toward me?!" When I answered 'yes', she responded with "Oh, well I would've done the same thing!"
I was more than happy to get off of the blasted plane that I'd had to sit in for 9.5 hours and it wasn't long before we were brought to our apartment. Only, when we got here, we realized we didn't have a code to get in and the lady with our key wasn't there yet. After calling several numbers, the concierge let us in and I explored a little while we got all of our luggage up the stairs using Daddy's muscles and the two person lift (elevator). Of course, my exploring consisted of walking to the top and taking the lift back down. And when I first got on the lift, I almost panicked because it's very claustrophobic.
Finally, we got settled in and unpacked and headed down the street for lunch.Now, apparently everyone and their dog smokes over here. I wasn't expecting that. And if you know anything about my family, it's that my mom has a nose like a bloodhound and Mitchell and I are allergic to nicotine. So eating was slightly difficult, seeing as how I was feeling quite sick- a combination of 2.5 hours of sleep in 48 hours, lack of food, and feeling my liver begin to give out from the fumes. I ate half of my meal and felt a bit better.
After grabbing a bit of food, which wasn't much, we headed back to our flat. Mom and I slept while Mitchell and Dad went walking, apparently getting a glimpse of the Eiffel Tower and getting snacks.
When I woke up, I still was in a foul disposition, but managed to put away the rest of my things and go with Dad and Mitchell in search of dinner. Mom was still asleep and said she didn't want any dinner.
I enjoyed their food, but the god sitting on the shelf with incense burning for it made me sad and I made sure to say a prayer for those whom Satan had lied to. That's the third 'god' I've seen today.
Well, now I'm sitting on my bed with the windows wide open and listening to the sounds of the city at night. It's mainly the sound of cars, but every few minutes a Frenchman or woman come down the street speaking in their beautiful language- I love just hearing it! :D
Well, that's all for today. Mom and Dad are going to bed and no doubt Mitchell will follow soon. I have alot to journal about and need to start on the letters home. I'll try to get one of the others to update y'all on what goes on tomorrow.
I think we'll be visiting the Eiffel Tower and I'm desperately begging to see the Louvre tomorrow, so it should be a fun post.Have a blessed day!
I'm assuming the 'god' you're referring to is the buddha; but the buddha is not considered a god--just a man that was enlightened and serves as a pinnacle for others to emulate. Interestingly, the buddha was tempted by Mara under the bodhi tree in the same way that Jesus was tempted by Satan in the desert.
ReplyDeleteActually it wasn't Buddha (unless Buddha suddenly lost alot of weight and got taller), though I saw an image of him on the dashboard of another car. I didn't recognize this one...
ReplyDeleteThat's really awesome that you're all there safely! [See!? I told you that your plane wouldn't crash :p lol.]
ReplyDeleteMy mom is being really strict w/how often i am allowed to be on the computer. So sorry if i'm not replying or emailing :)
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I'm always keepin' y'all in my prayers(: