I love Paris is the fall-time

Yellows and Oranges suit this city really well. In my neck of the woods [ thanks to Baron Haussman ] all the the streets are lined with trees [ although it's not as beautiful as the ritzy Neuilly neighborhood ] and the falling leaves are really a pretty sight. The weather reminds me of home finally too. Cold, cold, cold. Only in the wind though. I hear that there is snow back home though? I'm pretending like it's not true ... I can't decide if I want snow here or not. Rumor has it that people freak out. They are terrible drivers as it is - and especially the crazy bikers. I don't want to watch them try it in the snow - I only trust Minnesotans on ice with bikes :).

I started going to Bikram yoga with my friend Leigh which has been fun. They had a 10 day trial thing that was decently cheap so we're trying it out. It's pretty intense - bikram - and even more so in french! We did go to the english class once though so we're getting the hang of it.

Last Thursday I went to show to see my favorite french artist, Ben Ricour. It was fun because I was definitely the only American there - it was a pretty low-key deal. After two years of wishing I would get to see him sometime I finally had the chance. It was fun. Plus the place was in a part of Paris I had never been before. A little sketchy but ... an adventure nonetheless.

So tomorrow I am going to see a Chateau with Camille's mom, Anne. Other than that, not too much planned for the future. Yoga, schoolwork, and dealing with another transportation strike [ more on that after I deal with it I'm sure - last one I skipped out on by going to London ].

Love from Siberia
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