I will start with my class, and get to the more fun things… so my first class was on Tuesday night, and it was a regular first day of class, learning names and signing up for dates for homework assignments and things like that, which was thrilling… but I am actually really excited for this class because it is going to be about the history of the European Union, how it developed after the end of WWII and how it got to be what it is today. We are also going to talk about the challenges that the EU faces… question like what constitutes Europe. Where does the eastern border fall? Who can use the Euro? And the ever pressing question What about Turkey? There is also the current question of the financial crisis in Greece and what the European Union can/should do to help them? All of these are big questions facing the Union immediately, but there are also questions about its true nature as a democratic institution since it often overrides or ignores the referendum results of each individual country when the people of the country vote against something the EU wants to see happen… another big question. So yeah, it is all going to be very interesting, and I think it will be a good way to help open up my understanding of European politics from a French perspective. The second one is tonight, so I will let you know how it goes.
So that was Tuesday night of last week, and on Wednesday night I went to the pre-world cup soccer game between France and Spain. If anyone follows soccer then they will know that the USA played the Netherlands that same night, and sadly the lost 2-1, but the Netherlands is ranked 2nd in the world so that is not so bad. But anyway, back to the game between France and Spain. I hurried home from work to change my clothes and make some dinner before heading out to the game which started at 9pm, or 21h00 if you prefer (military time is still confusing to me… 16h00 should be 6pm. Seriously.) So I took the RER D up to the stade de France, and then walked up to the stadium… I was really worried about how I would find the stadium after I got off the metro, but that was really actually a stupid worry cause there were hordes and hordes of people all walking the same way to get to the game. So we finally made it to the stadium and found our section, only to realize that there was a huge line to get into the section! We had tickets already, so all we could do was wait in line… and I was so worried we were going to miss kick off! The line crawled as time went by and were almost to the front as they started playing the Spanish National Anthem, and we were sprinting up the stairs as they played the Marseillais… and we sat down just in time for kick off! It was a huge adrenaline rush just to kick off the game! They open the gates to the game two hours before kickoff… and now I know why.
So if anyone knows anything about soccer right now, then you know that the Spanish team is ranked #1 in the world going into the World cup…


First, the French fans. They were merciless! Every time the French team messed up they groaned, and at halftime when the score was already 2-0 they booed the team off the field. Then when they came back after halftime they booed them back on to the field. I couldn’t believe it! In the states I feel like your team can be the worst team in the entire country, and you still cheer for them no matter what, come a good season or bad season, come rain or shine. But not the French it appears… they might have been a bit more supportive if the game had been more than just a friendly match, but I don’t know. Then when things got really bad, when the Spanish were simply passing around the French as though they were playing a high school soccer team, the French started cheering for the Spanish! I was dumbfounded!

Secondly, it was so interesting to notice the difference between the soccer game here in Paris and any other sporting event I have gone to in the States. I haven’t been to a ton of games and things, but I have been to a few MLS (major league soccer) games in the states and some baseball games. In the states I feel like half the reason people go to the game is to eat and drink, and be in the atmosphere of the game… you know « buy me some peanuts and cracker jacks ! » Not here in France. It is all about the game. Hardcore. Some people went and bought something to drink at halftime, but no one took their eyes off of the game for a minute… It was just so interesting to see the different approach to the game.


Then when the game was over, I was sure it was going to take forever to get back to the city since there were 80,000 people at the game, but the beauty of the RER is that a ton of people can ride at once, and we were all back in the city in no time ! For some reason I thought that I couldn’t take my camera, which was dumb… but I pulled these pics of the internet, so they are way better than ones I could have taken anyway.
Then on Friday a few of us from IFE went over to the Salon d’Agriculture near Porte de Versailles on Friday night after work to see what all the hustle and bustle was about! I told the story on this blog earlier about how Jacques Chirac would go and spend hours at the Salon d’Agriculture, so I just had to go and check it out. It was outstanding… like the county fair times a million! Farmers come from all over the country to show off their goods, their animals, their techniques, and best of all their food and wine products… if you had tried hard enough you could have made a free dinner out of all of the free samples that were being passed out of cheese and saucisson sec and bread and oil and jam and honey and olives and wine… so outstanding! We walked around to all of the regions of France upstairs and then went down stairs to find the overseas departments of France… which were absolutely crazy, because that was where all the rum was! It was really a great way to spend a night, and have a cultural experience since I won’t be able to go to all of the regions of France while I am here; I still got to taste and see something from almost everywhere.
So then on Saturday I spent the day tromping around the city with Christine and Ashley and Matt which was really fun… and we had a fun family dinner


So as usual there are a million other details I could include, but I will write about the fun things of this week this weekend, and in the next few days you can still fully expect to read three entries about Rome… they are coming, along with pics of the world’s most delicious Gelato that Anne sent us to find…
Bisous!
Ok - I promise not to post a comment on every single one of your blog entries, but you are just _so cool_ for going to the Salon d'Agriculture! _and_ a soccer game? truly, Hallie M., you rock!
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