Well...I'm in Paris

It still seems slightly crazy to me that I'm doing this internship.  I have to say, in the days leading up to my departure, and even when I arrived at the Charles de Gaulle airport, I was like "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!" But once I got settled in with my host family (who are amazing...there'll be, I'm sure, many a post about them) and met my co-workers at Sport Sans Frontières, I started feeling better.  Mind you, I'm still freaking out nearly everyday, but it's gotten better.

I suppose some background would be nice, right? As you might find out (though I can't guarantee that anything I write will make you want to continue reading) I'm not the most organized of people, so when I say "background" (picture the air quotes to go along with that*) it might not actually have anything to do with preceding events that help the reader to understand what's going on...instead, it might simply be my way of introducing a tangent...which I do.  A lot.

*When I use quotation marks, unless it's in reference to something someone said, or is actually following "standard formatting rules" for using quotation marks, I'm always doing it with air quotes, just sayin. 

So, Sport Sans Frontieres (there's an accent grave [`] on that first 'e', but I'm just not even going to worry about it) is an NGO based in Paris that does work in many developing nations, such as Burundi, Haiti (yay!), and Kosovo.  They partner with other NGOs to do work in other countries as well.  They even have projects in more developed nations (like France...surprise).  They advocate the use of sports and physical activity in education through a methodology called Playdagogy (I honestly love this jeu de mots).  Anyway, this isn't an ad for Sport Sans Frontieres...I'm just explaining the NGO because before I left, everyone was all, "What is your internship for?" and my response was "uuuh...let me get back to you on that..." So, this is me getting back to them on that.  

Other than the freaking out and the complete lack of knowing what I was going to be doing, I'm feeling great! This country is beautiful.  Paris is a vibrant city.  The people are warm and kind (suck on that, stereotypes) and I plan on enjoying most everything this place has to offer...except for rush hour...I can't bring myself to enjoy that one.