Why is my blogspot in FRENCH!?

Oy, okay folks I'm sorry. I've had very little internet and I'm battling jetlag and I'm still hunting for a place to live and how many excuses can I fit neatly in to one little run on sentence?

I want to post full blogs with pictures of my journey over here, and all the fun things I've done so far, but for now here are just a few things to say on a lazy Sunday.

Firstly, my internet has switched itself to French. This is great, because it really solidifies the reality of the situation. This is also terrible because it really solidifies the reality of the situation. Also, my understanding of French is unfortunately poor, and so posting this message might get a little messy.

Secondly, despite being cranky and upset because I’ve been transplanted to a foreign country and I don't know what the hell is going on, I can't stop revelling at the beauty of Paris. We don't have this kind of beauty in North America (because we have the middle class instead- a post for another time) and walking through the streets of Paris is like walking through a museum.

As a religious studies student I feel a little overwhelmed with the historical richness. I could have spent all day in the pews at the Sacre-Coeur just marvelling at what faith in Jesus has created. A tourist attraction, a work of art, a mecca, a money maker and so on. Again I’ll do more on specific locations as I get around to it (and as I update my photos) but for now my only advice to travellers is:

Don't come to France is august, in less you want your hair to explode from humidity and sweat to run in places you really don't want it to run. IT IS HOT! Half the stores are closed because it is august, and instead of getting French culture you get tourists from very interesting cultures coming together as one sweaty incoherent mess. No one can politely converse with another because all the tourists speak different languages, and instead it leaves you frustrated and feeling a little put-out. I just wanted you to move over, no need to stare me down! Thankfully everyone hauls ass during the rainy season, so French should be one of the only languages I have to try to navigate.