No, I didn't really forget, but it probably seems like it to most of you. The truth is, I have been dreading writing this because I convinced myself that I no longer wanted to document my time here; that I don't want to remember being here at all, and putting it in print will make the memories last forever. But, it seems like people actually want to know why I do all day long here, so I guess I will try to keep on a regular schedule with my bloggy.
Again, here are some things that I can remember from the past few weeks, or so.
First of all, I went to see my dad in Paris for a few days - he was there for a week on business. Let me back up, though: figuring out the logistics of being able to see him was hell on earth. Basically, he was coming, then he wasn't, then he was, then he wasn't. So, I spontaneously bought a plane ticket on Friday the 17th, and left to go to Paris on Sunday the 19th; however, I was starting to get sick a little on that Thursday, and by Saturday I was really feeling it, especially in my throat. But since I was determined to see my dad, I think I made it seem like less than it really was. Fast forward to Sunday night, and my dad is taking me to the hospital (urgent care) in downtown Paris. Yea, I was that sick. I am so sorry, dad, that we had to walk all over the damn city looking for the stupid place in the middle of the night.
I ended up having a severe virus in my throat (I basically had strep throat symptoms), and the French doctor (who spoke broken English) prescribed me some medicine with codeine (I wish it would have been stronger because it really didn't help my swallowing pain much at all) to dissolve in water. Europeans are big on medicine that dissolves in water. All of my experiences so far have indicated this. "How many times have I been sick in Europe?" you ask. Well, I was sick the entire first half of the WAM (Wisconsin Ambassadors of Music) trip in 2008, so I got medicine in London and Switzerland - dissolvable; and my host mom gave me dissolve-y stuff. So did the French.
In summary: my Paris excursion was worth it, although not at all what I was expecting. Faj and I got to see the Eiffel Tower together, and we also went out shopping a little on my last night there :) I am just so glad that my dad was there to take care of me :)
Before Paris I went to see the Seville Royal Orchestra at the Teatro de la Maestranza, and it was amazing! They played a Mozart symphony, a Tchaikovsky piece with solo cello, and part of a Stravinsky ballet, which featured three vocal soloists. I loved every minute of it..of course lol.