an american in paris...and, in america.

Ok, so I am not actually going to write much about my trip to Paris, except to once again mention the mini quiche, I just really wanted to use that clever title because I love Gene Kelly. (Really, ladies, he can move those dancin feet.) Oh, also, if anyone is ever interested in a free trip to Versailles, Felicity and I came up with a killer plan on how to visit the palace of king Louis the 16th, and fully entertain yourself without paying a euro dime. (we are planning on making a travel book about it--here is a little preview: think beautiful gardens...bubble gum...a soundtrack specifically chosen for the event...park benches... a slammin good time.)

So my second week of break I went home to Parma, and primarily to SE ohio to be in Autum's wedding. It was a quick visit, but I had several revelations concerning America, my family, primates, culture, dogs and other fun things. I admit I felt sort of out of place in America after living in eastern europe. These three things stuck out the most: Americans work, eat and shower waaaay more than Macedonians. Walking around the burbs of Parma, there was like noooone around. Where is everyone?! My mom said they were probably at work. ?!?! Ok.
While shopping at the grocery I saw out of the corner of my eye, a woman walking around talking to herself, with a flash drive in her ear. I tried not to stare. Laura said that it was a "communication device." ?!?!
Some other lessons:
* Devo is from Akron!
* "The Browns are back in 99," is still a great awkward silence filler.
*After a year away from being behind the wheel, I can still drive!
*People in America say hello to you, even if you don't know them! (especially when you are walking in the metroparks.)
*I watched "Lady and the Tramp" and have gained a new respect for the stray dogs.
*My family makes me feel normal, because they have the same weird body abnormaliites as I do (ie tiny bladder, ability to drink incredibly hot beverages and high sensitivity to caffine.)

Erica and I went to the zoo and were introduced to a most adorable creature--the Slow Loris.



Slow loris - NYCTICEBUS COUCANG
Endangered

This creature knows what it is all about: it takes life slooow. Seriously! It moves carefully but accurately. I have realized that I am a slow loris. Really, the pace of life in Macedonia feels so much more like home to me these days than ever. Three hours to do laundry? No problem. Walk to the store? What else would you do! In my opinion, this animal represents enjoying life, each moment and not bothering about the hurry surrounding. We can all learn from the slow loris I think.

Alright, alright. Here are some pics from the wedding.