Moving In

Today we moved into the apartment in France! It's tiny and we don't have a laundry room. Just a washer in the bathroom. Here's a description: When you come in the front door you can see a little living room with a puny TV and 2 remote controls. If you turn to the right you'll see a kitchen that is about as small as a box! If you keep going forward you'll come to a bedroom with one bed and a little desk for putting your computer on. There are two nightstands, one on each side of the bed. I put Edward on one and Ashes on the other. If you go to the right again you'll come to a door which is a closet. We have a vaccuum cleaner, brooms, and an iron in there. Just past that is the bathroom. It has a REALLY DEEP bathtub which Mom thinks I could swim in. That's about it--told you it was tiny! And one more thing: There are two balconies and if you look into the distance you can see the top half of the Eiffel Tower!! When I saw that Eiffel tower I felt like screaming! And guess what! At night all its lights come on and search lights go round and round. And every time in turns ten o'clock it sparkles like people are taking millions of flash pictures.