"Pulitzer and Hearst, they think we're nothing! Are we nothing? No!"

Well, the high schoolers are in strike. Striking is the national sport of France. I don't mind it as long as it doesn't affect my travel plans... but it has all of this week and it canceled a much-anticipated trip to Paris in November, so I guess I should just get used to it.

I'm so nervous about things going wrong this weekend in the coming-home process that I feel sick! What if I get to the airport too late, what if all of the transportation workers are on strike, what if, what if, what if.