Election

An amazing thing about Paris is how incredibly well-informed they are about places other than their own (yes, I’m talking to you, Americans!) Everyone here wants to talk about the election, there are nightly shows about the implications and ramifications of Bush vs. Kerry. I myself am anxious beyond belief, as are most Americans here. My new friend Emily asked me: If Bush wins, do you think we can ask for diplomatic immunity? Well, it happened. Bush somehow was re-elected. I’m speechless and the less said the better.

Been here over a month already and have lost weight – almost 10lbs. I think! Nice given my love for lemon tarts. Another word of advice if I may: I brought two winter skirts a size smaller than I was wearing when I left because I wasn’t sure where or even if I could find clothes (over a size 16 and it gets complicated). At least so far; I probably just don’t know where to look. But when I find store(s), you’ll be the first to know). Very smart move, as I am less than 3lbs. away from fitting into them. One less thing to worry about. If you have cosmetics you love, or special products, I suggest you bring yourself a mini-supply. That way, if they don’t stock it here, you have time to find equivalents. And I’m off to look at a lingerie store I saw advertised that supposedly specializes in sizes for girls with breasts! I’ll report back.

But Paris is a city for walking and walking and walking. Woke up feeling more myself again. Found a man who roasts chickens in a shop near my place, where two chicken breasts and two orders of potatoes comes to less than 6 dollars! Two meals. If that’s not a deal for the budget-minded… It’s expensive to be here. The ever-declining dollar and the ever-rising euro makes it tough. But then again, I’m in Paris. I’ll shut up now.