How, I ask myself, is a student supposed to get any work done around here? I'm distracted easily enough as it is in Toronto, let alone Paris. My mind races with plans for the summer, plans of the month and plans for today. Though oddly enough, none of those plans included studying. Everyday I become more and more frustrated with this language ( Read more... )

Overnight this city has changed. Where less than a week ago we were sheltering from the cold beneath our long monteaux, we are now walking around in the warm weather sporting nothing more than a shirt. (and pants optional). The weather today and yesterday was uncanny, offering sun and a high of 25. This is the warmest St. Patricks day I have ever ( Read more... )

If my relationship with Paris were to be that of two friends getting acquainted, today would have definately been the day that the glasses were lifted and suddenly I found myself hopelessly and desperately in love with my friend. I was greeted in January with the chill of the Parisians and the weather. The gloomy sky hung low and each day upon ( Read more... )

Well where shall I begin? If my audience is wondering what I have been doing to occupy myself in the last few weeks, my friends you are not alone. I as well have also wondered where exactly my month of February went. Going from having nothing to do but wonder the city to having little time to do anything, has been a rapid change that has some ( Read more... )

Well today was my first day of school. Yes finally. Actually it was so early that we mind as well say yesterday night was my first day of school. You see my classes start at 8 am, which with 25 minutes on the morning metro and a couple 5 minute walks totals to leaving the house before sunrise. Way before sunrise. This morning I quarelled with ( Read more... )

I always bring my journal and a pad of paper with me everywhere I go. There are so many moments in cafes or on the metro that I love to record so not to let them be forgotten when France is years behind. And now is one of them. I just fininished paying my tuition, so I am officially a Sorbonne student and I should only be so lucky as to have ( Read more... )

It's 12:30 am and I'm at my desk/dining table/bedside table/no bigger than end table/only piece of movable furniture in my dollhouse sized room right now and looking out my window. It appears that I am the sole night owl of the cartier, save for one light across the way. The 16th is very residential. There is not much going on besides markets and ( Read more... )

Where to begin? Well yesterday I taught English again and then got myself lost walking aroung...which I have really taken a liking to. In fact walking seems to be my newest interest/past time, well that and lichee fruit. I just love the fresh markets here all the time. The one out front of my apartment is fabulous with fruits of the season and ( Read more... )

Well it just wouldn't suffice if I didn't mention my living quarters. In all fairness I should really call it my living sixteenths because it is about sixteen times smaller than any normal sized room. Ha, it is also in the 16th arrondisment of Paris. The 16th is said to be the chic arrondisement where the "moneyed" live. Whenever I tell people ( Read more... )

Well the chats et cheins have now turned to the first snow storm I've seen yet in Paris. Though it is more like snow-fighting-to-be-rain because it melts the second it touches the ground. None-the-less it is beautiful. The only snow I've actually seen stay on the ground was Christmas day in St. Andre-le-Gaz. It was a gorgeously white Christmas, ( Read more... )