Christmas in Paris
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I decided not to return to the US for Christmas...and even though it was hard, I'm so glad I chose to stay in Paris. Even though Christmas was a completely different experience than what I was used to, it was completely amazing.
On Christmas Eve I spent the evening with Sally, her brother David and his friend Michael. Sally, Michael, and I decided to take a trip to Notre Dame to hear midnight Mass...we stood in line outside in the cold admiring the view of the cathedral and the enormous Christmas tree in front of it. As a snack, we brought the remains of a massive candy cane that I'd recieved from old friends at home, which I'd been trying to eat all day. Mass was crowded and long, but it was something to see...I don't know that I'd do it again...you can watch it just as easily on TV. Plus, from where we were standing, all we could see were TV screens anyway.
Sally had several friends visiting for Christmas break, and her friend Sarah arrived on Christmas Day. I got to Sally's by 10am to help with the food preparation. We spent all day drinking, smoking, eating, and cooking in Sally's sunny kitchen. Mika arrived later, and so did some French friends, Matthieu and his brother Baptiste. We ate and ate and ate at dinner time. It was the most memorable Christmas I've had to date.