I got up at around one in the afternoon - slightly embarrassing, but tant pis. Katie finally called, and after much talking and a shower, I found her at the metro stop nearest her apartment. I managed to drag her around for three hours (A tour of the Mouffetard, Les Arenes de Lutece, et Notre Dame) and show her how to sit in a cafe.
I got home around six, ironed my shirts, and then Olivier drove me into town around seven-seven thirty. Mme Godefroy is very nice, if a little quirky, and the aparment is kind of a funny little rambling thing. On the lower level it's me, Ann (who I didn't really meet, as she almost immediately had to retire to her room with a terrible stomach ache, and then had to call a doctor and go to the hospital for what I hope isn't appendicitis - I hear that's totally contagious), and Brandeiss (which I may not be spelling correctly), and Icelandic student who's here doing economics. She seems very nice. She speaks perfect English, and understands - but doesn't speak wonderfully well - French.
We dined avec madame and one of her friends - madame is no great chef, but dinner was cheerful and it was fun to converse in French. Apparently we're allowed to use the stove, so maybe i'll do a little experimentation with french cuisining.
So, so far, things seem good. Tomorrow it's off to IES to do god knows what kind of hellish orientation. Thankfully, that's not until the afternoon, so I have time to do...things...in the morning. I don't know what sort of things, but there you go.
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