We're in the midst of midterm week, thus I have not properly written here in a while. But I don't want to work right now, so let's do this.
My lifestyle here in Paris is full of dancing in fancy apartments after having home-cooked meals. You could call these dinner parties, but I call them "quoi la fete!" And there have been some other really exciting occurrences here. Like, midterms.
So far, midterms have been OK. I say "OK" (a nice medium between BLAH and YAY) because I had a cinema midterm last week, which I found to be thoroughly "blah" because the essay question was extremely ambiguous and it was impossible to answer. Literally impossible to answer. However, I had an art history midterm just today, and it was very nice.
Basically, I had to memorize about 30+ works of art that we've studied in class/saw in the museums (Louvre, Orsay, or Marmottan). These works ranged from David in 1784 to Monet's final batch in the early 1900s. Neoclassicism to Impressionism. What a name for a documentary. It was really an arduous task to memorize these tableaux, especially since the midterm had 10 paintings we had to analyze among the 30+. But, I came out feeling more confident than last week's cinema midterm. Though in the midterm I know I spelled "absinthe" wrong, I think I'll be fine.
Last week, we had an exclusive look at the Hotel Matignon, otherwise known as the Prime Minister's residence. The tours for his place are WAY more exclusive than the White House because it's only open to the public once a year. We had a special little tour, and we were forbidden to take pictures inside. But I took a nice snapshot from the outside:
This weekend, it's off to Nimes! An NYU-sponsored-all-paid-for-because-that's-the-least-they-can-do trip! Hooray! We get to see French Cowboys. I do have high standards for cowboys (seeing as how I'm from America and lived with images of John Wayne dancing in my head), so we'll see how they do.
Think hard, my friends. You may end up being rectified and viewed by millions.
