by Winter ’16
Today was our last day in Paris. We got to sleep in, and if we wanted, we had another opportunity to go shopping. At 11:00 a.m. we gathered and departed from the hotel to the metro, to the train station. At the train station we had half an hour or so to purchase food for the ride back to Guebwiller. Somewhere in this thirty minutes, Marcus managed to spill yogurt and granola all over his pants, shoes, and the floor. We quickly cleaned up that mess and boarded the train. Short story even shorter, we napped for three hours or so. Continue reading
by Marcus ’16
Sunday is just as lazy here as it is back home, and for that I am endlessly grateful. After walking around Paris for dozens of hours, I needed a break from moving around. Today is also the first full day with my second host family, so aside from being a bit fatigued, I was also a bit excited to get to know the daily life of my family.
Marcus and Winter being silly on the train to Paris.
Lisa, my host sister, shares a variety of interests with me, specifically painting and drawing. She, like any reasonable teenager, had been procrastinating on her project up until a week before it needed to be presented for an exam grade. Luckily, the project was an imitation of sorts of the very famous and very peculiar Pablo Picasso, whose work is, though very revolutionary and artistic, relatively easy to make a substantial mimicry of. She worked with diligence and we discussed when and where artistic decisions needed to be made and applied. A few hours later, a near finished product produced, and both of us were proud of the results. Continue reading