I allowed myself to sleep in today. Considering we'd have no internet connection and my family is six hours behind in the States, sleeping in was a little logical, too. I woke up, got a workout in, showered, and went to the Carrefour for brunch. I got bread, pate, and orange juice. The orange juice here is delightful. Fresh-tasting, not too sweet, not too sour. Just the right amount of juicy.
I filled myself up so that I could hold myself over until dinner. Then I made my way to the Pigalle stop on the metro and got off to find Sacrocoeur at Montmarte. I eventually found my way to the Basilica, but that did not mean it did not come with tribulations of finding my way, trekking my way up the hill, and avoiding girl scouts trying to trick me into signing their list for donations for the handicapped a.k.a ripping me off.
The Basilica's view of Paris was undeniably the best I've had yet. With the absence of the people there, I would have felt as if I conquered all of Paris. The inside was great, too. Less stained glass than Notre Dame, but beautiful nonetheless. As I prayed I sadly fell into a short slumber. When I awoke from my nap the organs were playing which was my cue to leave.
The area around the Basilica, at the bottom of the hill, is a little shady. I felt a little unsafe. So I made my way home, but on my way I managed to find a remarkable steal. Two beautifully colored scarved for five euro. They're the quality I like, which is the cotton quality at Uniqlo (I think) and the design is this watercolor-painted flower and strokes kind of deal. One is in shades of a light rose. The other is in an orange/light teal. I was very happy.
When I got home I made my why to the cafe near my classrooms. I skyped my mom. I miss my family and him so much. The people who work there are friendly and one tried to give me pointers on facetiming my mom in French. I appreciated that.
I left for dinner and had a crepe followed by more bread, pate, and orange juice. Then I stole some wifi from a closed barbersop with my group. By night (9:30 PM, when it wasn't even dark yet) we decided to go to a club but it wasn't really populated until late. Alex and I eventually decided on the same bar from last night. Again, another great conversation.
Now I'm here about to sleep again. The same thoughts racing through my mind. Hoping my mom willl be okay and my dad won't get too sick. And the kids.