I finally got to do some touristy things this weekend, so hurray. I went to the Eiffel Tower on Friday night and it was too amazing for words. It twinkles every hour on the hour, which just increases the beauty. As is to be expected, I was witness to many a make-out session (the French know how to grope), but I tried to ignore it and focus on more important things. I also finally drank some delicious French wine (mmmm).

We went to the Louvre as planned on Saturday. I saw the Mona Lisa, Winged Victory, and not a whole lot else. The museum is enormous, so it's definitely going to take multiple visits to get through it all. Maybe someday...

I feel like all of my good eating habits are going out the window. This weekend I consumed, in addition to my regular meals, one Nutella crepe, two chocolate croissants, one brownie, and a slice of cheesecake. Today I ate 3/4 of a pizza. I guess I walk everywhere, so calories are not only appreciated, but necessary. Whatever. I can eat salad in America.

I washed my clothes for the first time this weekend and because dryers don't exist in France, everything had to be hung on the clothesline above the tub (not exactly a prime location). I had a presentation this morning, so I was trying to look as non-schlubby as possible and definitely found myself drying my jeans with a hair-dryer. But, hey, it worked and I spared myself the agony of walking around freezing Paris in wet jeans.

Okay, I guess other people need to use the computer. Later, yo.