It's My One Year Anniversary!!

That's right! It's been a whole year. Exactly 365 days ago today, I stepped off a plane into Charles de Gaulle. I'll admit it was a tough day for me. I switched planes in Frankfort, so I arrived into Paris on the Domestic Flights wing. There was no one anywhere around, i didn't even go through customs. The only people I could see had machine guns. It was really cold. I had to walk through the entire airport about 3 times to figure out where I was. With 2 suitcases. I finally found my meeting spot for my shuttle, and the man didn't speak to me one time. He just picked me off and deposited me outside the Hôtel Etap. Once there, we had a few hours before dinner. I checked into my room to discover I was roommate-less. I tried to stay awake, then decided a nap would be a better use of time. I slept through 2 alarm clocks for dinner and awoke to someone banging on my door. After my first metro ride, I had soup for dinner, and realized I didn't really know anyone within a 5,000 mile radius. Only to return to the hotel more tired than ever. Just for clarification, the "hotel" is one step above a hostel. Barely. The shower is a cupboard in the room. I was all by myself. It was raining. The sheets were very low thread count. But none of that really mattered, I was in Paris. My first life goal was officially crossed off the list! I rode the Métro, I spoke French (albeit brokenly), I was living the dream. I had a Chanel scarf and a trench coat, and most importantly a beret. There was a promise of a baguette in the morning. A real Parisian baguette. Even typing this my mouth is watering. I think I miss the bread the most actually. Weird. But really, everyone should eat that bread everyday. Toast it, make it into a sandwich, put Nutella on it, put cheese on it (best idea ever) or just eat it plain. I LOVE bread.
One year ago today. Seems like soo long ago. Someday I will go back, and it will be even better.