"I'm sorry, I don't speak English": Paris week 3

This week started off with being horribly sick(as was mentioned in last weeks post). I was actually sick the entire week. I steadily improved throughout the week, though. Friday was the first day where I felt like I could actually leave the apartment and do things. I just had to make sure I had plenty of tissues in my bag. ;)

However, even though I was sick, which was not fun, it wasn't that bad. I napped a ton the first few days, but I just allowed myself to have a few chill days. I didn't worry about the fact that I wasn't going out and doing things. I tried to let myself recover, even though I was worried that I was missing the "experience" of being in Paris. 

The surprising thing was, on Friday when I felt good enough to go out and do thing, Paris was still there. ;)

Friday I went to a cute bakery on the other side of the city, and then I went to see Notre Dame. It. Was. Breathtaking.

Also it was free, which was a huge plus. ;)

The trains have been on strike here since the beginning of week 2, so it took me forever to get home. Aside from that, my trip was lovely.

Saturday, E had a dance recital that took up a good bit of my day. But it was adorable and I loved it. 

I don't seem to remember the really intense Indian scene in "Snow White"... ;)

The little "dwarves" were adorable, though. 

I didn't get a picture of E while she was dancing, sadly. She's the short one in the second row, looking to the left.

I'm picking up more and more of the language. I actually learn the most from M, the baby. And often, when in conversation with other people, I'll take note of some of the words/phrases I will hear repeatedly, and then I'll look them up later. It's actually been incredibly helpful. I learned the word for "Marmoset", which is obviously vital to my everyday conversational needs. 

One thing I've found myself saying quite often, on accident is, when people try to speak to me in French I often respond with, "I'm sorry, I don't speak English." 

Face. Palm. 

I need to differentiate between "I don't speak French" and "I only speak English" a bit more... 

The time is passing much more quickly than I anticipated. But that's okay, I'm glad that it's not dragging out uncomfortably. 

Today I was able to go to church, finally.

It was exactly what I needed. The lesson in Relief Society was even about leaning on the atonement when we need help. Seriously, just what I needed.

I slept through my alarm, and I had an incredibly difficult time getting myself there, so I was only there for the last hour. But I'm so glad I still went. I met some wonderful people. And the Young Adults do quite a few more things than I had anticipated. And there's institute! Definitely going to that this week. I'm really stoked.

I met a few girls at church that have invited me to join them on a few things this week, and there's a YSA dance this Saturday. So this week should be really great.

And I just want to say thank you to everyone that has shared their love with me these last few weeks, and the weeks before I left. It really means a lot to me to know that I have people in various places in the states cheering me on, and I try not to get too sad about missing you guys. ;)

Also. Mariah, my lovely roommate from this past school year, is getting MARRIED this week. It makes me so sad that I won't be there, but I am so excited for her and Tanner and their eternity together.

AND Bonnie is getting her mission papers turned in RIGHT NOW. Like, she's currently in a meeting with her Stake President to get them sent off. So. That's really exciting too, and I am so stoked for her.

I miss these two so much that my heart hurts. 

Okay, and now I promise that I'm done being sappy, haha.