We arrived in Paris this morning at the ungodly hour of 7 am. The plane ride from Dulles to Paris was... um.. interesting to say the least. I was stuck in the middle, but luckily seated next to Ryan. On one side of me I had a lady who freaked out every time we hit turbulance and a man who slept. The other side was Ryan and a lady who didn't speak English. It was interesting. Got yelled at by a few flight attendants, had some airline food, but we made it. We got through customs just fine everyone got their luggage and headed out. Janean et moi, we found our apartment with no troubles. The lady seems disappointed we don't speak more french, but hey, I'm trying. We are waiting for Dr. Hagan to email us a meeting place and time so we can head out again...
Its almost 4 am Iowa time but with 2.5 hour nap on the flight, I am doing well... No french food or horror stories or really too many stories yet.. But I'm sure they will come.
I'm glad you are there safe. I already miss our text conversations and can't wait to hear how everything goes. You are in my prayers- Love megan
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you made it. I was thinking about you all day. It's 7 p.m. in Iowa, so I hope you are sound asleep in your French bed, resting up for whatever tomorrow brings. Love ya!
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