The Logistics of Paris

The first twenty four hours in a foreign country is a steep learning curve, and I have learned to never judge a place until you’ve spent more than a day there. Given a bit of time, you will learn how to get around, what to eat, what to say and do, etc. That being said,... Continue Reading →

Welcome to the City of Lights

Paris is a city of contradictions. Tiny lanes and alleyways turn into wide, open boulevards. Cramped city streets lead to sprawling parks with elegant landscaping. The stereotype of the rude Parisian battles the reality of the warm and helpful local. Ancient cathedrals stand converted into monuments to the secular Republic, consequences of the French Revolution.... Continue Reading →

Terror and Towers

  On Sunday morning, I woke up early and feeling refreshed, and quickly ran out the door to head to mass at Notre Dame cathedral. I had passed by the beautiful yet imposing building many times already during my visit, warily eyeing the long lines and anticipating this moment. I took the metro, purchasing a... Continue Reading →

Circuses and an Origin Story

I was arguably most excited to visit the Musee des Art Forains, a private fairground museum in the Beray neighborhood of Paris. The museum had rebuilt a European fairground from La Belle Epoque, and given my fascination with old circuses, carnivals, and fairs, I had to see it.   After a rushed breakfast, I hopped... Continue Reading →

Versailles, Opulence, and an Itchy Goat

Friday was Versailles, the Trianons, and Marie Antoinette's Hamlet and farm. It was incredible, though a number of things did surprise me. Unfortunately, the parts I looked forward to most (the Queen's chambers and cottage), were closed for renovations, but that just means I'll have to go back. Quel dommage! The journey to Versailles is... Continue Reading →

Old Tombs and New Wines

I woke up around 8:30am with a solid 10-11 hours of sleep. The sun rises so late here, I was confused for the first few moments. The mattress was directly on the floor, something I actually really appreciated. I enjoy sleeping close to the floor. For some reason it makes me feel more safe, more... Continue Reading →

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