Quartier Latin

Today, I went to my second class at the ICP and even talked to some of my classmates. On break, I bought a fun umbrella and the sidewalk was mysteriously soaked. It mizzled and drizzled today but it was barely an excuse to open my new fun umbrella which everyone adored. I almost got lost looking for a second dorm, if I hadn't recognised two ladies I knew. We had lunch together, it was at a Chinese restaurant. So I'm thinking, "here I am in Paris, eating Chinese" but it was so flavourful. It is like everything has more flavour... so far.

I also went on a walk with half the group to Quartier Latin. It's small, narrow streets are fun. The first thing we saw was the Museum built to look like a Roman temple and apparently it used to be a church to honour the patron saint of Paris, Saint Genieve who drove away Attila the Hun when she was only about 17 or 16. Then we saw some other buildings, including a beautiful street and a lovely church with Saint Ursula. I took pictures and will post them later. Then we went to the centre of Quartier Latin with narrow streets and cafes. At one of the cafes we sat and drank a variety of drinks. I had apricot juice but that's not the most exotic juice I've seen here. Avocado juice wins hands down. After we drank refreshments, we went to the small church that marked the end of the Quarier Latin and also may or may not have been a place where they castrated men to keep their voices high so they could sing the high notes in choir. Women at the time weren't allowed to sing in the church. I think women should be able to do what they want, it's usually less painful for everyone.

For dinner, we had fish, it being Friday. The fish reminded me of sardines, it had a similar flavour. We watched the football game during the meal and France lost to Germany 0 to 1. Paris is suspiciously quiet, perhaps they are in mourning or perhaps they are drinking. EIther way, I'm not going outside until tomorrow.Tomorrow will be wonderful. I hope we have baguettes for breakfast like we had since we got here because I bought sun-dried tomato paste and I also had cheese from Wednesday and I will make a great open face sandwich. THen later, we go to Monet's garden in Giverny! Oh how lovely it will be to see somewhat of what he saw. It has changed a bit or at least that's what the book on gardens implied. So I must get up early to go to Monet's garden and to have my special breakfast. It's very stuffy everywhere. It is odd.