Well I made it to Paris...its been quite the adventure I must say. The night started out when I boarded my plane from Newark to Paris. I started a conversation with my seat buddy about where she was from and what she was doing in Paris. It turns out she was from Paris and was just visiting the US. She then asked me if this would be my first time in Paris and then looked down at my shoes (I'm the American who was so excited to be in warm weather I wore my Chacos the whole way). I'm pretty sure she thought I was crazy for wearing sandals but I finally told her I was connecting to Africa and she just laughed and said she could tell my the shoes.
The flight was long and very bumpy and I probably only got about an hour of sleep, but I was so excited to finally land in Paris(even thought I couldn't' see the Eiffel tower from the air ). My real adventure started when I got off the plane. First off the airport in Paris is not like any airport I have ever been in and almost all of the signs are in French(and everyone you see is speaking french). I wandered around for a little while talking to random strangers trying to figure out how to get to my next terminal. The last man I talked to laughed at me and said well that terminal is really far away...good luck. Well I finally found the right station to get on the shuttle. I've learned that I really need to work on my french.After riding the freezing cold shuttle around the airport for 20 minutes I finally found my terminal. Now I know why ny seat buddy was laughing about my shoes...it's really cold here. Next I had to try to find my gate which continued as another adventure because I almost died getting into the train. The door to the train slams shut when it's ready to go, but I didn't want to wait for the next train so I tried to run in really fast and I made it but I almost lost an arm. Now I am safely at my gate with another 3 hours to go before I head out to Bamako. Time to get some sleep....
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