Paris

I have recently been informed that my blogs are highly anticipated and read regularly by certain members of the Degner family, so I think the pressure is on to write more indepth prose...I will do my best!
So my strep-throat is gone, gone gone and I am so happy. Now I have more energy and better spirits to visit this beautiful city. I have now been to the Louvre, the Catacombes, Maison d'air, Sacre Couer, Notre Dame and Champs Elysee. Today was the day I visited Champs Elysee, and never in my life have I seen more wealthy people...it was like their skin was made of gold and silver, and maybe platinum! And they were so posh, so put together. And so this is reason number one why I cannot live in Paris - I am not so posh and I do not love to shop. I do not put myself together so well in the morning; although since high school I am sure my mother would agree I am doing a lot better!
Reason number two that I cannot live in Paris, or anywhere else if France for that matter, is crepes. I ADORE crepes with nutella, and possibly bananas. If I lived in Paris I would want to eat 5 crepes a day, I am sure. And this is a serious health risk.
Reason number three is that men in Paris are very forward and extremely persistent; I just cannot deal with this all day every day. I can only say "non, non, non" so many times a day, and certainly not every day a year.
Reason number four is people like me: tourists stress me out. There are piles of tourists on every corner, every metro, every restaurant, and it is quite exhausting.
So far this is my list of why I cannot live in Paris; none of them do I take so seriously that if the chance came to actually live here I would turn it down! I love this city and if I had a lot of money I would like to spend a long time here.

Updates

It has been awhile, and I think this blog will go faster for me because I am getting used to the French keyboard...this could be troublesome when I go home and have to readjust. Ok, so I am finished each and every workcamp, and now I can relax...except that I cannot because I am staying in a hostel and apparently there is a reason they are called youth hostels. It is because you would be crazy to stay in one if you are over the age of 25, or if you value sleep. And I am trying to recover from strep-throat, which is hard to do with the medicine prescribed to me by the utterly thorough doctor who walked in the door, shone a light down my throat and wrote a prescription. But slowly I feel better!
And enough of the whining.
I LOVE Paris. Did anyone know that it is supremely beautiful? It is such a pleasure to simply be able to walk through this city. I wish I had all the time in the world so that I did not need a guide book or some idea of what I want to do, because it is my favourite thing just to start walking towards one destination and to get lost...you find so many beautiful and interesting things along the way.
I have not been in anything except the Musée d'Orsay, but I have seen Bastille, Le Louvre, Le Tour Eiffel, Le Grand Palais, Les Halles, St Eustache, La Seine, and so much more. I look forward to going to the Catacombs, Notre Dame, and all other sites.
Everyone should come be with me in Paris.