Oh, to be in Paris.

When one thinks of Paris, one certainly pictures people walking around with their poodles in striped shirts, and berets, sipping coffee and munching on croissants, in charming café's in front of the Eiffel Tower. 

Well, if that's what it's like I wouldn't know.  I am not in Paris as it turns out, I am in a suburb, and, a Suburb in France is just the same as a suburb in America.... Boring.   

I've been here nearly two weeks now and I haven't even Laid eyes on the Eiffel Tower. 

From where I stand now, Something needs to change.  

I feel like I am not moving forward one bit, I'm completely stagnant here. Knowing this is driving me crazy.  

But, I'll keep pushing forward as hard as I can, keep praying, and hope that things change.