movies and things like paris

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XxlFKOv0DDg Watch it if you can! It's the slideshow that was showed last weekend at our last get together. It sums up everything pretty well i would say. and if you fancy hearing some danish watch this. http://www.tv2oj.dk/arkiv/2012/4/21 start at 7:47 and you will see what i did with my Saturday. Yes i LARP-ed. Yes that stands for live action role playing. Yes it was absolutely awesome. And yes....we did make the Danish news. Last week i was in Paris with some kids from my class. I was sick! Which was sort of a bummer...but then again i was in Paris so i'm not exactly complaining. I saw the Mona Lisa...which in all honestly i found to be a little unimpressive. I think what was more impressive was the insanely out of control amount of people elbowing there way through trying to catch a glimpse and get some pictures of this itty bitty painting of a very sad woman. This painting that was surrounded by others that in my opinion, were far more outstanding. But i do understand that it holds so much more than just the painting itself...if that makes any sense. This museum was fantastic though! I could have spent days and days in there if my feet weren't screaming at me. I'm excited to go back in May and have another look around! The Eiffel Tower was also quite exquisite at night time. I have a video of it! And only about 400 pictures. I'll try to upload them. But it was something. We climbed the stairs all the way up. Which was good before right before i had this pancake that was probably one of the singular most delicious things i have ever tasted in my life. The pancake place across the street from the Eiffel Tower. Go there. All the other pancake places i went to were a little stingy with the nutella. This guy seriously didn't hold back. I got one with nutella, strawberries, and whipped creme that tasted like vanilla. It, was, so, good. I can't stress that enough. Anyways up the Eiffel Tower was probably the highest i'd ever been in my life. It was a little thrilling. I saw the Arcs of Triumph old and new edition. The old one was gorgeous, of course. Just like all olden day architecture. The new one was actually pretty neat too. It was surrounded with all this super modern buildings and modern architecture. The kind of things that make you feel like you were in the future...or outer space. And that was the singular time the sun shined on our entire trip. We also took a bus tour around. I feel like i know the central areas of Paris pretty darn well. I took tons of pictures though! I was also a bit of a language disaster. Only moments after stepping off the plane i bumped into a lady and told her "undskyld" which is sorry in Danish. She looked at me like i was from another planet. I would always ask directions or order st restaurants and i would always end up speaking a messed of version of english/danish/french with all of them. I was in the middle of asking a police man for directions and just burst out laughing because i realized i had spent the first half of my conversation speaking danish too him and he was utterly baffled. Then! once i got the french thing down, i bumped into someone of the street and told them "Merci"...because it was the first french word that came to mind. Merci is thank you. I thanked a french man for bumping into me. You can imagine how quickly he scurried away from me. It was hard though! My brain was a giant jumbled mess. I didn't even tell you the funnest part though! Since we were in France....people spoke French...meaning rarely did we run into people who spoke Danish. Which means we had a secret language! We'd just sit there and talk about people i.e. on the metro right next to them and they wouldn't understand a word we said! It was so cool! I was the only one who was really excited about it though. For the rest of them it's pretty normal. I think that's because you can go pretty much everywhere and speak english and most will be able to pick up at least a little of what you are saying. Oh also there are about 100000 of these men wandering around Paris all trying to sell you identical little statues of the Eiffel Tower. They go around shouting "3 for one Euro" "6 for one Euro" and so on. The greatest part though is that they call all Americans Lady Gaga. Not even joking. Weird right? I though it was funny. I tried snails! They didn't taste like much. They were actually kind of gross though, just because they had the texture of snot. I suppose the tasted kind of like raw clams though. It was also because i just ate one plain. From what i've heard you're supposed to have this white onion sauce that goes with it. I would be willing to give it another whirl. The Metro was insane! So, so so so so many people. Like it the movies where you are cramming, noses almost pressed up against the glass of the windows. It get's really hot at gross after awhile. And from my experience French people are a smidge rude, as far as my standerds of manners go. But it was fun, mostly because the entire week i just pretended i was French. Eating baguettes and wearing horizontal stripes...riding the metro. You know. FRENCH PEOPLE HATE SPEAKING ENGLISH. This is speaking as an overall statement. I did meet some who were quite friendly. This is not a stereotype. From my experience some of them were plain nasty about it. The lady who worked the cashier and H&M practically threw my change at me and quickly said "have a nice day" in a monotone under her breath. Though she could quite easily just been a little cranky. I have other examples of this though! I'll upload pictures next time.

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Thoughts and things.

1. I never went upstairs in my second host families house. Not once. How weird is that? I never even asked. I have no idea what's really up there.

2. I live in a castle. I forgot to tell everyone.

3. Denmark has the worlds best cakes. It's probably why they are the happiest people in the world.

4. I'm going to Paris on Monday with my school for a week.

5. My new little host brother is the funniest kid ever. For the first two weeks i lived here he did nothing but stare at me blankly. I smiled...in return...a blank stare. It was super awkward. Then he started laughing. He has the weirdest laugh in the entire universe. It makes me laugh, that laugh of his. I imitated it for my parents already on skype. I'm afraid i can't do that for all of you so you're just going to have to take my word for it. Also, i think we've talked about it like 12 times already at the dinner table. He persistently tells us all that he likes clams because they taste like pasta. No, no they do not. I don't know where in the world you've tasted clams but i'm tellin' ya buddy, they most certainly do not "smage lige som pasta". It's super great. He's also they only one who corrects my Danish. He always always does. I love it.

6. I made glass figures one day. With this lady in my rotary club. We made glass things. I made a little girl and boy. They were a little too little. But i think they turned out all right.

7. I love so many people. I'm pretty sure i'm now that obnoxious teenage girl who goes around just puttin' all there love on everyone. But i really do. Pure honest real deal heartfelt love is what i feel for them all. But I really am so grateful for all the lovely people in my life that make it so easy for me to love them.

8. I like my house. If you felt like google imaging it just write "Erholm Slot Denmark" into google images and it should turn up.

9. I am at peace with the fact that i have 3 months left of this exchange. I'm done whining about it.

10. There's a blog called 1000 Awesome things. And i love it because all the things really are truly awesome.

11. My third host mom is a teacher. My third host dad.....is something really confusing. My two third host sisters and 17 and 14.

12. bleh.