In Paris I'm Metro Mouse
Because I was in Paris this past week, I’ll begin my blog post with a pun I heard a girl in my 11 th grade French class say: What do you call a terrible Thursday? (Pause) A tra-jeudi! (Ha ha ha.) I’ve always thought that pun was pretty good, like I’ve always wanted to learn French. France has always been this glamourous, alluring, elusive place that was so, so far away, and this past week I was actually there. Similar to London, it was interesting to actually be at these places that I’ve thought about my whole life and see how they are in reality versus how I thought about them for years. I remember when I was in middle school and this lady who went to my church said she went to Paris and was like, “It’s eh, it’s really dirty,” and I was a like, “Umm, how dare you say that, it’s Paris.” I’ve always taken offense when the first thing people say about Paris is that it’s dirty. I re-read the first line that I wrote and it
