Portrait Found

Hey there, remember this story about my Paris boyfriend? Well, I was in a cleaning mood last night so I attacked a couple shelves in my closet and I found the beloved and "oh so close to likeness" portrait from my french artist. It's a keeper. 

A Paris Boyfriend

Can you believe that it has been three years since my trip to Europe? My oh my how time flies. Well this post is by request. I've brought up this story a time or two to some friends but here are the full details plus pictures. 

My Paris Artist Boyfriend

July 11, 2009 

Today was a trip through Paris. We went to the Sacre Coeur Basilica which is incredible and has one of the best views of Paris in my opinion. Walking around the streets behind the basilica Angel and I got cornered by a couple of artists. I did not for one bit care to have my picture drawn. I had better things to spend my money on. I can't even begin to explain how persistent these artists were. They were sweet talking their way all over the place, "We want to draw pretty ladies! Come let us draw you!" We tried pulling the "we don't have enough money" card but then they responded with "Didn't your father send you with money?" (Back story, Angel's dad basically deserted her family and is in Malaysia and she's never seen him...) So Angel tells them she doesn't have a dad and gets herself a discounted price for the drawing. I however had no such story to tell so no discounted price for me! 

Angel definitely had the better artist as far as skills go but mine made up for it by being absolutely ridiculous. (So the rest of this might sound completely creepy but it was honestly hysterical. Just add a french accent and enjoy.) The whole time while drawing me he made comments about how beautiful I was. "Oh your'e so yummy I just want to bite you, give me your arm, or your hand!" I seriously didn't know what to do with myself. So I asked him how long he'd been an artist and he told me he'd been a musician before. Which is great and all but I thought he said 'magician'. He goes, "No! Not magician, but I do magic in bed!... Oh sorry I forgot you are Mormon - don't know anything about the sex stuff." I was dying and probably red in the face. 

He finished my drawing and took me over to the other artist exclaiming, "Check out my new girlfriend! Don't we look good together?!"

I had to get a picture with him obviously. After a story like that how could I not?! He told me I could grab his ___ during the picture, (insert laugh here because you really don't know how to respond to that except to just laugh at how ridiculous this all is.) And then he gave me a kiss on the forehead. My drawing wasn't even that great and I have no idea where it even is right now but it was completely worth it. If only just for the story. 

Day 19

A picture of somewhere you'd like to travel.

Well, besides all the countries I went to for my choir tour, here are some others I'd love to see.

Greece

Ireland

Ladakh (I really just want to try living their lifestyle for a month or so.)

Holland

Day 18

A photo of your favorite memory.

Day 11

A photo that makes you angry/sad.
(And again, multiple photos)

I'm Home!!

Yes I'm home now from Europe! I still can't believe how fast everything went. 2 weeks? No feels like I was gone for a day. Everything is slurred together. This was such a good experience for me. I loved being able to perform for the people of the different countries. You feel such a connection with them and you sing in these gorgeous cathedrals and churches that their ancestors built. The acoustics were every choir singers dream... oh my goodness it was wonderful. I won't post a lot right now because it's 6 in the morning and i should be trying to get over this jet lag but it's hard. It's 2 in the afternoon where i was... so i feel like i should be awake.

So just some random thoughts, Europe is obsessed with HUGE water bottles, they were everywhere. I only saw one public drinking fountain which was at the Louvre so maybe that's the explanation for the ridiculous size of water bottles. I never had to pay to pee! That was one of my goals for Europe and I accomplished... took some skill or just a bathroom in the morning and then one clear once you got back to the hotel that night... suckish. I discovered Paprika chips. Normal American BBQ will never be very good anymore compared to these... so good. Magnum ice cream bars, are divine goodness. Europe didn't have a huge variety of chips like America but they did have Pringles, everywhere. But sadly only 4 flavors. Original, Sour cream and onion, and 2 other spicy ones... paprika and something else, i don't remember. There were way to many girls in France who think they don't need to wear a bra. The people in Switzerland were my favorite, Switzerland is my 2nd home, after Hawaii. I tried fish and chips for the first time in London, pretty tasty but i liked the fish better then the chips. Chips in London convert to fries in America. Crisps convert to Chips. I also tried a crepe in France with nutella.. yummy yummy. I felt the most danger in Paris, and the least in Switzerland. London is so much better than Paris. I missed my ipod and normal electricity. I'm addicted to croissants... ahhh! Snickers are so much better in America, don't know why but they were not the normal goodness that they are. No tax was the greatest thing I kept forgetting. I'm for sure going to miss that.

Our first stop, Windsor Castle

Concert in England, they had sweet chairs.

Saw the Phantom of the Opera at Her Majesties Theatre! So Amazing

On the boat heading to France!

Paris! The Eiffel Tower of course

Beautiful Switzerland. My favorite country