So I still don't quite feel like I live here - almost but not quite. Still feels rather vacationisque - I guess because we are still in the temporary apartment and we have done this so many times on vacation. I am hoping once we have our own place then it will sink in that this is now home for us. I am also torn about the apartment I want so badly. It is gorgeous - not something you see every day. It is in a NICE part of town, across from a beautiful park. It is huge - room for all of us and our stuff and anyone who comes to visit. The bathrooms are new, the floors are new, the windows are new and yet it still has that Parisian charm with the mouldings on the ceiling and the delicate scrollwork on the balconies. But, it doesn't come with a kitchen. It is nowhere near Manu's work or the girls' school - they would have to change trains on the Metro. And it's at the top of our budget. But, again, how many chances does one get to live out their French dreams? When we lived in Fort Worth the girls were on the bus at least 30 minutes each way to school. I am so torn - Well Manu is going to see it today and that will help decide!
The girls started their French lessons and I am a little jealous - I want to start mine too. I am tired of not understanding anyone! I cannot wait to hear how their day went and if they liked it. The good thing is that there were a lot of English-speaking kids there - either from England, Australia or US. Then everyone is in the same boat! I hope they like it - I hope we find our perfect apartment - I hope I remember how to speak French!
The girls started their French lessons and I am a little jealous - I want to start mine too. I am tired of not understanding anyone! I cannot wait to hear how their day went and if they liked it. The good thing is that there were a lot of English-speaking kids there - either from England, Australia or US. Then everyone is in the same boat! I hope they like it - I hope we find our perfect apartment - I hope I remember how to speak French!