So. I found out that someone wanted me (yay!) Saturday afternoon. I stayed at my AFS liaison's house until Sunday afternoon (and we went to the Nuit Blanche in Paris, which was cool. All-night art installations in Paris.). Then on Sunday we took some trains, traversered Paris, and arrived in Osny, where my new family lives.
The parents are Chantal and Hervé, both engineers. I have two sisters (Anne, 22, and a 20-year-old who's in Germany named Corinne) and two brothers (Laurent, 16 as of 2 days ago, and Hugo, 11 until tomorrow). I haven't started school yet because I have to register, which is apparently insanely difficult in France because of the bureaucracy, but I don't mind because free time is lovely.
What else...my room has an African theme. It's in the basement but I like it.
They have Nutella! This is going to be a problem, as I think there must be something in it that inhibits self-restraint.
Today I went out to lunch with my AFS liaison (a new one because I changed departments in France). She's nice. Very grandmotherly. She went to Indiana in 1952. On a boat. Whoa... I ate the first crepe I've had in France (it was a crepe aux 3 fromages). Then we were going to go see about registering me at school but the Proviseur was busy, so we didn't. I'll go later this week, then.