The weather.

I have never lived in an area where it snows. I have vacationed in the mountains, I have skiied and snowboarded, but I have never lived in it. So you can imagine my excitement when the first snow of the season came yesterday on Thanksgiving for a whole minute.

It is funny how excited I am by the cold weather. I know in a couple months times I will probably be sick of it and wanting my sunny February Orange County weather, but right now it is just thrilling. Walking down the street yesterday when it started getting dark, I saw the Christmas lights being put up and shops posting Pere Noel in their windows. The frosty air nipped at my face and I felt like I was in a movie in the beautiful surroundings. To be honest, I actually felt like I was in New York, not Paris, and my brother Matt pointed out that this was probably because so many movies are set in New York for the Holidays.

It is getting so cold that I started sleeping with two blankets, and a radiator on. Before I would occasionally wake up with a shiver down my spine because of the cold, and it would just remind me that I am in a place so different from my home, it would get me really excited. With the blankets and radiator it is so toasty and I can cuddle up with hot chocolate and watch an old movie or read Sense and Sensibility ( I have become obsessed with the classics lately). Plus, I have been become very fond of coffee, so I can drink a warm mocha in my room, or go to a cafe and just sit and read for hours and just enjoy the warm seasonal happiness that you get from watching people outside in the cold with their shopping.

My host mom has been so nice to me, she bought me a huge white pillowy jacket that is super warm, because she knew I didn't have any warm clothes, and they have been very concerned with how my rooms deals with the cold.

It is also the start of Museum Season, where there are fewer crowds, and because it's too cold to go outside, you can find peace in a Museum for a few hours. My friends have just got here and now we are off to the Rodin Museum and if time allows: Les Invalides.

Ciao!