Anyhow, it was sort of nice to start my day early for once. And for the first time this whole trip, I went for a run with my roommate Janna. It had been entirely too long since I'd made my legs move at a pace faster than a power walk, so endorphins literally started running throughout my body the minute my feet hit the pavement. We made our way to Luxembourg Gardens; apparently this is where people in Paris come to run, because it's definitely not on the sidewalks.
The temperature was perfect. It was cool with a chill in the air, but no so cold that you needed anything more than shorts and a t-shirt. And as I began to run alongside others in the park, I felt like a Parisian for the first time. I didn't feel like I stuck out like a sore thumb, because I always do. And the gardens are spectacular, so that wasn't so bad either.
This past weekend the whole group took a weekend trip to Normandy, France. We visited a memorial museum, Omaha Beach, Pointe du Hoc, the American and British soldier cemeteries, and Bayeux.
To change the subject completely, my nutella obsession is worsening by the minute. Peanut butter is so last week--mom, you might want to go ahead and have a jar ready for me when I get home!