And then orientation started. The group of us were told all sorts of stuff, but mostly, I think it was about meeting the people that came to France with me through the same program.
It was a lot of listening to people talk about what they'll be doing in France, which was uniformly interesting. Because of that, it was very tiring. There's only so much time that I can spend seriously paying attention to stuff, and everyone made me want to pay attention. And at the same time find the nearest couch and crash. At the end, all I wanted was a movie. A big, stupid action movie where things went BOOM! and cars went WOOSH! and people said corny predictable things.
Lessons learned at orientation:
- Cobble stone could stop an army, if that army was wearing high heals
- If you put a bunch of leaves down on flagstones, and are wearing Birkenstocks, you can slide pretty far
- The Eiffel Tower gets more impressive as the number of people around it get fewer
- Some dumpsters in Paris are printed with happy hippopotami (which is also a really good candy)
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