I am here in Paris and have already misspelled just about everything I have taken note of. I am nervous about saying the right thing and wonder how, without saying a word, people can tell I speak english. I know that soon enough I will be way too comfortable, which means eating too many treats, because the damn treat party is just around the corner. we are talking every possible savory or sweet treat, buttery and tasty lives in the shop two minutes from the pillow I rest my head on.
There will be more tales to come especially because I start school on Monday.
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