The Last Visit

Its been a confusing week, there has been some kind of fête every night. This Erasmus exchange life is rougher than it is made out to be.
Anyhow, we had visitors - again - last weekend.
It is horrible in some way to say, but also horribly logical, but I've had the best times in Paris when people from Finland have visited me. I guess i just have kick-ass friends.
Our little sister, Olivia, came over on thursday. It was her first time in Paris so for a millionth time, we had to climb up that mountain to see the Sacre Coeur. Although, although: I noticed that 1) there is an elevator going up the side of the mountain 2) my magnetic public transport card is valid for the elevator!!!! Haa!! that was first class tourism, watching all the suckers sweating up the stairs in the rain, while sitting in an elevator. What else did we do.. My mind is drawing a blank.
Oh yeah :) , we made tortillas and headed over to Jan Markus' birthday. The kir must have been a little strong for our little sister. She sat next to a German boy and asked him: 'so where are you from?' 'I'm from Germany.' 'Oh! like everybody else here!'. Thirty seconds later, she asked him the same thing. the reply was the same. and so was the finish 'Oh! like everybody else here!'. Then a minute later, she asked the boy where he was from. etc. 'Oh! just like everybody else here!'. You go sis!! hahaa.
I think saturday the girls went shopping, and Julia tried to choose between buying a white rabbit fur vest, or a completely golden glitter top. Ugh, do they sell good taste somewhere?
Then saturday night, Joonas and Daniela came, and the game was on. We went to the Indian restaurant right next to our door, which was really good! Then we missed a party, went up, had some wine, went to a surprisingly empty hideout-bar.
The next day we did what i said i would do with no friends - la tour eiffel. But, i held my ground, Joonas and I went to a bar when the girls proceeded up the stairs. Besides, im scared of heights.
For sunday, we quickly organised a cheeseparty, with a good (and again mostly German) turnout. It was cheesy, and winey and went on late. After this, the bravest of us proceeded to a rather unique bar - but that deserves a chapter all on its own.
Monday and Tuesday were more calm. We went to the Notre Dame, and finally we went inside it as well. It was Really Impressive, but at the same time, that religious stuff creeps me out. I know it gives faith to people, but i cant help thinking about how the church was built, why it was built, and a faith saturated with suffering icons... Well, everybody else was much more at ease inside the church than I.
Tuesday night was torturous then in a different way - i had my first oral presentation in French. Much like i fear heights, i fear performing in front of people. I had written it all down, word by word. The class was almost at its end, and the teacher still wasnt letting me hold my presentation. So finally i had to squeeze thirteen minutes, into the ten remaining minutes of class we had. They say i was as red as a stop sign. Oh glory!
Big hug to y'all
and milk this weekend for all its got,
Niklas