Hidden Treasure

I saw a real American notebook today. It was a beautiful thing. Now, most of you are probably thinking “What does that even mean? Is she really about to rant about notebooks?” The… Continue reading →

Shake Dat Booty/We Get Our Dance On!

I am that kid. I am the one in my group of friends who just craps on techno. “If it has no words, it shouldn’t be a song.” “If it goes on more… Continue reading →

Metro Marks The Spot

Found a lovely treasure today. Got a damn near orchestra playing at one of the Metro stops today. It was quite lovely to pause and smell the roses – or, in this case,… Continue reading →

Paris = Sahara

How so? Paris’ Sahara-like quality can be summed up in one word: DRY.  The worst part is that there is more than one type of dryness here from which I am suffering. Dry:… Continue reading →

Parisian Wonder #1: The King Still Lives

Paris is turning out to be my rehab – for Hulu withdrawal. Not even Paris’ beauty can distract me from missing American tv series. I promise I have tried to distract myself. I… Continue reading →

An Almost Homicide Witness’ Account

“I am about to witness an accidental homicide tonight.” 8:37 pm on a Sunday night and  that was  all I could think. I watched this drunk man stagger and fall back onto the… Continue reading →

Homestay… or Permanently Vacationing at Friends…

Arrondissement (according to the Dictionary App on my computer) is “a subdivision of a department in France, for purposes of local government administration” Living in the 19th arrondisement is awesome.Love the view from my window. Quite picturesque living across… Continue reading →

Why Are They On Me?

Can I get a stank face with a side of “You don’t know me?!” The concept of personal space has alluded the French. Physical contact with strangers is far from abhorred. In fact,… Continue reading →

Where Is My Ruler? (Snogging in Public)

Yay French people. Your country made a super cool form of liplocking. Awesome. I am glad your nation has profound pride in it. But do you honestly have to display it on every… Continue reading →

And So It Begins…

The first memorable French phrase I learned was “Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?” But that’s a bit long for a blog name, no? Also an awkward conversation starter for an interview with a potential… Continue reading →