Tomber sept fois, se reveler huit

P2041177.JPGFall seven times, stand up eight is one of my favorite quotes. It became literal last week when I was in the French Alps skiing. When I say that I fell, I mean that I fell down a mountain. I fell while trying to go up the mountain, also. If you ever go skiing in France I would say if you are not an expert skier to start in a beginner class. Even if they tell you not to. The levels are Green, Blue, Red. I told the lady who placed me in a class that I hadn’t skied in 10 years. She put me in a level that was way too advanced.

On the first day I was on a “dark blue” which means that it is a harder blue, closer to a red. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAA Turkish lady in my group injured her knee the first day and was out for the week. I saw countless people with injuries throughout the week. The skiing is just on another level there. I was looking forward to skiing like in Colorado. Where you can go off on your own and have some peaceful alone time. In France, that is only for skiers who know the trails well. They are not marked like in the US. My host dad joked and said that I couldn’t do that because I might end up in Italy. -I think it was a joke.

Overall, I am a pretty good skier.  I can do a dark blue and survive. But, once I bruised my whole body the first day, my level of skiing went from high to low. And now I  can’t even do Pilates on a mat and it has been 2 weeks since that first day. The biggest lesson I have learned from this I that skiing is not like a bike. As much as all of the French people want to repeat that to you. If you haven’t been in years, start as a beginner.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThe best part of the stay was just walking around the town. I walked up and down the mountain. I like walking and taking pictures, and this was the only way I could do it. With the group ski lessons, you can never stop to take pictures. The whole week we were skiing constantly in a group. Every single day you are in a group skiing. Mainly I think because it is hard to get around the mountains without a guide. I think it is more fun when you can go with your family and have a little more freedom.

I do want to go skiing again. Preferably somewhere with my own family. 🙂 And now I have all of the clothes to do it. FYI if you need to buy ski clothes and you are going to ski in Europe, buy everything here. It is so much cheaper than the US. Skiing is cheaper too, but once you add in the flight it becomes about the same P2041226.JPGprice or more expensive.

La Salle de Alps was one of the most beautiful places I have been in my life. The pictures I have included do not do it justice. If you are an avid skier and want a new experience, I would highly recommend it! Another place on my bucket list checked off. Now, What’s next?

 

 

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Why Judging Rory Gilmore Sucks

So, I just wrote an article about how French people are more accepting than Americans. It ended up being a piece about how when you get to a certain place in your life everyone expects you to be “someplace.” Lets talk about expectations for a second.

Have you watched the new Gilmore Girls? If not, stop here because this is going to be full of spoilers. I came across a Buzzfeed article by Sheridan Watson, who is a young woman about the same age as Rory, and a writer. But Sheridan appears to have her shit together. She’s a writer for Buzzfeed, and has some pictures with Tyra Banks from I don’t know what exactly. All appearances point to “that’s cool” when she tells someone what she’s up to.

The title of the article is Rory Gilmore Sucks. Yes, I know Rory has her issues. She’s a complete mess. The thing with Paul is stupid. But seriously? They are never together and if he didn’t get the clue after two years of barely seeing each other, he has problems.

And…What did you expect with her and Logan? Maybe for them to be engaged and living in an upscale Manhattan penthouse?  No. He has always been a creep. And she has been in love with him. You can see her heart breaking. It’s sad. When she says “We had a deal, no strings” It’s like, C’mon Rory, you are such a liar.

Saying Rory Gilmore is a horrible person for cheating on Paul with Logan sucks. These things are the expectations we put on normal people. People make mistakes. I will say that Rory Gilmore is a character in a show. Exaggerated for our viewing pleasure. The drama and comedy of the situation with the Wookie was put in for fun. But She is supposed to be at a crossroads in her life. Give the girl a break.

Now, I wouldn’t have been so mad about this article if Sheridan would have stopped at the affairs and drunken one night stands. But then she goes on to say that Rory sucks at her job. Can we not judge everyone for not doing as well as we are? One of the quotes from the article is “You Know why your big meeting with Conde Nast keeps getting pushed? Because they’re a huge conglomerate and not every editor can meet with someone who had a couple of good freelance articles?” Well, if I had a meeting with someone and they kept pushing it, I would be very frustrated and upset. Especially if it concerned my career.

If you watched it, you know that Rory is at a point where she is not sure what she wants to do. She is a writer, but ends up finally figuring out she wants to write a book about her and Lorelai. After that, they get in a fight about what can go in the book. In the Buzzfeed article, Rory is called a bitch because she gets in a fight with her mom. So, every daughter in the world in now a bitch. That is real life, so I really don’t know how that is justified to be in there.

She is also called out for being a “complainer.” There is one time when she talks to Jess about her situation. That is when he helps her figure out her next step. Writing a book. I am in the process of figuring out my next step.The thing that helps me the most now is talking to people. You can call it complaining, but I call it venting. This Buzzfeed article was one accomplished writer seeing another fictional writer as a failure.

This article was me venting. The expectations that women put on other women is ridiculous. Even fictional characters get slammed if they aren’t accomplished or doing life “the right way.” I just wrote about how others in America expect us to have it together. They want us to be at a certain place in our lives. Well, get over it Buzzfeed. Be more accepting like the French do. They wouldn’t be so prudish about all the sex either!

FIN

 

 

 

Yes, I am a blog slacker.

I am not good at keeping up with this blog. Mainly because I have been busy these last two weeks. Also because I have been sick and it sucks. Being sick when you live in a foreign country is horrible. Thank God one of my host dads is a doctor, because all of the medicines here are totally different. The best thing I did when packing was bring my “favorite” medicines from the US. It’s getting better everyday, until I go to Paris and walk 3-7 miles and climb 15-19 flights of stairs. 🙂 That’s my average according to my iPhone.

Anyways…

I visited the Catacombs about two weeks ago. It is very interesting because you are right in the middle of Paris and then you just walk down some stairs, and bam here are the bones of 6 million people?  It wasn’t really on my list of things to see, but some girls were going to see it, and I didn’t have anything to do. I would say if you are coming to Paris for 2-3 days put it low on your list. But if you have time it’s cool to see. If you go be prepared to walk a lot and go up and down a lot of stairs.

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I also visited La Marais to go shopping and ended up walking to Notre Dame. This was a really nice day. I went to some vintage shops and looked at ton of clothes. The resale shops in Paris are good quality and packed with clothes. The problem for me is that some of them do not have places to try things on. When I was done looking and I didn’t want to carry anything for the rest of the day I saw that Notre Dame was close by. Meaning that I could see it so I figured I would walk there. The walk is BEAUTIFUL… here are some pictures.

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This past weekend I went to Nuit Blanche, which is a really cool event in Paris where places stay open late and they have special art installations and parties. I unfortunately was still feeling crappy so I didn’t stay out all night. I did, however, go to the Musée du Luxembourg when it would normally be closed. I was there from about 10:30-12:30 pm looking at the Fantin-Latour exhibit. The flowers that he painted are so realistic. The painting of the lilies is my favorite. Also, if you want to know what the guy looks like, he painted himself almost every year. Maybe a narcissist? IDK. I took the VERY LAST train back and FaceTimed Al at 2 am.

I also started school last week. My professors name is Anne. I told my host dad C that I had professor ANN and he did not understand me because I did not pronounce it AHN.:) In class everything is in French. Even when she gives us new vocabulary it is in French. Sometimes I can understand when the describes a French word with other French words, but sometimes it doesn’t happen. Thankfully, all of the other girls are at the same level. The activities that we do in class are good. When I know I did 90% right and the 10% I’m not sure of, she will ask me to answer the 10% out loud. I think it is my face. I probably look so nervous when she gets to the 10%. Damn you ANN.

That’s about it for now.

Bonne Journée

Tomber sept fois, se reveler huit.

To say lot has happened since my last post is an understatement.

I sent all of my papers to France. Translated, originals, copies, etc. I decided I may need to be a translator. When I paid $33/ page to translate documents, I decided that might be a good job. Who knows what the future holds?

All of my information is in France being processed. So, seeing as I don’t have a criminal record, I think I should be accepted. Waiting for the papers to get back to me is excruciating.

I have an appointment set at the Consulat général de France à Houston on July 29th. I’m praying that all of the papers that I need get back to Louisiana in time for me to go to Houston and apply for my visa.

Unfortunately, there are a lot of horrible things that happened in the last 30 days. To name a few: Dallas, Nice, and finally Baton Rouge. People are resilient, and we come together in bad times. The quote in the title is one of my favorites that reminds me of this.

“tomber sept fois, se relever huit”(Fall seven times, Stand up eight)-Phillipe Labro

A lot of people have been asking me if I am still moving. Some have told me I shouldn’t go. After everything happened in Nice, my grandmother told me that she didn’t think it was a good time for me to be going to France.

I understand the concern and I am lucky I have so many people who care about me.

However, I am still going. And here’s why.

I will not let these horrible people change the course of my life and happiness. If you are thinking of changing any plans out of fear, DO NOT do it.

Now, lets all be happy and live our dreams! Whether it is traveling the world, having a family, owning a home, or skydiving. Seriously though, “small” dreams are important, too!

Go do it and avoid ALL the people who bring you down.

LOVE,

Jolie

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Au Paris?

 

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First off… If you’re wOndering why it’s jolie in wAnderland. It’s a play on words. Wanderlust has taken over my life. Get it? 🙂

I have been dreaming of becoming an au pair in France for a while. It’s been a long time coming. Planning, saving money, and ultimately having enough courage to just go for it. I have been thinking about how I came to this point in my life. The past few years have been hard for me. Thankfully, my family and friends are amazing. I got through it because I have great people in my life. Especially my parents.  Somehow, I think I am a better person now. Who said “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger?” Kelly Clarkson? just kidding. Good song, though.

At that time,  I had a lot of rough days. Dreaming of traveling helped me get away from all that was going on. It was my happy place. I am finally in a great place, and ready to go. When I thought about how I came to the decision to be an au pair, I had reservations. I needed to make sure it was the right decision. Is this really what I want? I have thought about this for months. I am definitely ready. I still dream of living in France and traveling around Europe daily. I don’t use it to get away or to be happy. This is what I REALLY want.

I have found a family that I hope I will end up with. They are lovely. I told them about my Epilepsy and the could not have been more understanding. I already find them to be so sweet and welcoming from across the world.

I am starting all of the paperwork for my visa. Crossing my fingers and toes that everything works out. I am making lists of things to do. FYI…I don’t normally do that. I normally just go with it. Let the anxiety begin. Deep breathing begins now. Woosah.

I figured I should write a blog and I wanted to start early. I want to keep track of the process from start to finish. >Find Family >Get a Visa >Packing>Moving>Live in Paris>Travel>Etc. I want to share my experiences before and after I move.

The best is yet to come.

“Ours is a divine journey; therefore, this journey has neither a beginning nor an end… This journey has a goal, but it does not stop at any goal, for it has come to realize that today’s goal is only the starting point of tomorrow’s journey.”-Sri Chinmoy