Classes and Musee d'Orsay

It is a chilly day in Paris. It is sixteen degrees celsius (about sixty degrees fahrenheit) which would normally be the perfect temperature, except it is rainy and really windy and the sun has been hiding all day.
I had two classes today: my regular french class with Madame Virginie. I am in that class from nine in the morning until noon. It is a really good class and the teacher is very nice and patient. There are probably twenty-five students in that class and I only five of them are Americans. Everyone else is from Asia, the Middle East, and other parts of Europe (a few from Spain). We are put in such diverse classes so that we are forced to speak french, since french is most likely our only common language. It is really cool to meet so many people from around the world.
My other class is a writing lab with Monsieur Douand, and it is much smaller. We have class after the two-hour lunch break (I love this country) from two o'clock until five o'clock. Again it is a diverse group; only two other Americans are in that class. There are three Pakistani students, a Brazilian girl, a german girl, a guy from Slovenia, two people from China, one girl from Hong Kong, and one from Japan.
After class, Kaylin, and our friends Amanda and Arielle and I went to Musee d'Orsay, which is an old train station that was converted into an art museum (similar to the Union Terminal in Cincinnati, but much bigger). It had a lot of very famous original works of by artists such as Van Gogh, Monet, Manet, Cezanne, Matisse, Gaughin, Degas, and Renoir, amongst many other great artists. It featured art from movements such as naturalism, symbolism, art-nouveau, and the ever-so famous impressionism and post-impressionism (such as Van Gogh and Monet). The art is from the 1800s to the first half of the 1900s. Unfortunately, my camera's batteries went dead about twenty minutes into the museum, but worry not, friends and family! I will be going back so that I can get more pictures. I was, however, able to get a few good pictures of some statues and a painting or two.
On the metro, on the way back to the dorms, some musicians got on the metro and started playing music. One guy played a fiddle and the other guy played an accordian, and they rocked out! I had heard that that happens on the metro, but that was the first time it had happened when I was on it. It was quite entertaining!