Aileen comes to visit

So I had my first long term guest two weeks ago when Aileen came to stay for a week! (I don't count Marianthi spending the night and missing her train the next morning, although I probably should since she was my first guest and her missing the train was partly my fault)

She flew in on a Saturday morning, I gave her explicit instructions on how to get to the train stop where I would be waiting.
I found her right where I told her to be (she's such a good listener...unlike Allie and I who were great up to a certain point and then we were clueless)

We then dropped off her stuff and went for a little stroll around my neighborhood, got some food and had a teensy little picnic in the park near my house.

From there we hung out some more, met Francois at the l'arc de triomphe and walked to the Eiffel tower, got ready and went out with Katherine to Concoran's which is in Irish pub/bar. I am so proud of Aileen she stayed out the entire first night combatting jet lag.

Sunday we went to WOS for Sunday funday and football and hung around.

Monday we walked around; went to the Sacre coeur and then I had to babysit Monday night so she went with Katherine, Siobhan and their friends to trivia night...again at WOS.

Poor Aileen, she was here for a week and I think we must have gone to WOS like 4 times.

Here is a list of things we did because it's growing increasingly harder to remember what day/order we did them in:
-Trivia at WOS
-Out in mouffetarde
-Sacre coeur
-Eiffel tower
-Louvre
-L'orangerie
-Lunch in Tuileries
-Out with a group of rowdy scotts
-Hung out with Katherine and Blair in their cool hotel room
-Skipped down the street dancing to call me maybe
-Notre Dame
-Shopped
-Drank wine
-Drank coffee
-Ate so much cheese
-Versailles for like 20 minutes
-Tried to teach swedes (my 'i made more friends' story) to play the game 'presidents' without success
-Tried to play 'baseball' with swedes without success
-Tried to learn Swedish...without success
-Beat swedes in flip cup, despite my apparent anxiety
-Learned a Swedish drinking game that was unreal fun although complicated at first
-l'arc de triomphe
-ate at le depart st Michel (which is always/never a good idea) at 5am

She brought me the best 'hey girl' book of my lifetime, American gum and reese's peanut butter cups. I was the happiest clam. By the end of the week I was so exhausted from all the cool and fun things we did that I thought I may die.

But I didn't die. In fact, I started school.