Amy and the Case of the Stolen Electricity

Or, more aptly named, Things Amy has Discovered During Her Week-Long Blackout.

1. Yogurt is not your friend. Especially when you have to eat 3 in one night, because it will go bad by morning.

2. Neither is Peanut Butter, which is the only thing in my house that can survive without refrigeration.

3. Reading by Flashlight...not as fun after 5 nights. You may think so, but you're wrong.

4. Cold Showers do not encourage cleanliness. Sorry classmates.

5. In the words of Kanye West, "France doesn't care about un-electrified people." In America, this shit would be done in a day, not five. I love France, but I also love promptness. Another way NYC has ruined me. I'm not sure if New Yorkers fear the wrath of other New Yorkers, but if you call your landlord complaining about power not being on, that shit is fixed by the time you take your next shit.

Note: This does not apply to the NYC MTA, so perhaps my patience has been molded by such and therefore exacerbated.

6. French radio is about two years behind the United States...or two years ahead of it. It's very peculiar to hear Kid Cudi's "Pursuit of Happiness" (though I don't complain, that song is still boss), a song that came out two years ago in the USA. Then again, everytime I heard Ellie Goulding in Pittsburgh this summer I wanted to torch the radio station for playing a song three years old.

7. France is really goddamn hard to walk/navigate while carrying 50lbs of your shit that you will need during the 13 hour days I'm not at home. Imma be sporting a Quasimodo hump in a few weeks. BUT I BET HE HAD SOME FORM OF NIGHTTIME LIGHT.

7. Bueno Bars. are. God.

And on the eighth day, Bueno Bars rested, and realized how fucking wonderful they are.