Sunday, as probably everybody knows, was Easter; while under most circumstances, this is at least a positive event (Easter is arguably the premiere candy holiday, and the chocolatiers here put effectively every candy I’ve had prior to living here to shame), it was made even better this year (full disclosure: last year, too) as the …
Saturday saw our plans go sideways for the third week in a row, though we did manage to get something checked off of the to-do list: The Musée Marmottan Monet. The museum itself started life as an outpost on the edge of the world; originally constructed as a hunting lodge. it is now in the …
It was one year ago today that I groggily disembarked from a plane, hopped in a taxi that, in retrospect, overcharged me, and found myself in an aparthotel at the back end of La Défense. As the Purrito will rightly state, our official expatriation anniversary is not until June, but it was at this time …
From our visit to the opera house a few weeks ago. I uploaded them, but never threw them into a post…
Some 40 hours of one-on-one instruction (broken into 1.5 hour chunks) later, I find myself at the end of my company-allotted French lessons. I am now feeling strangely adrift, and it took more effort than I expected to stop myself from simply sulking through the day. She was nominally “just” a French tutor (whom the …
Dumb idea of the week: retaining the anger at the taxi driver that drove me there earlier (after he bellyached at being asked if he was available and then sighed when I told him the destination, despite the fact that he was the lead vehicle in the cab stand line) and instead of just taking …
Yesterday proved to be a bit much for our lungs (mine in particular, seeing as I seem to be unable to rid myself of a cold). While we did end up doing what we planned to do, making a few stops for the sole purpose of hanging out in seemingly fresher air certainly helped us …
Having backed out of a meetup at the very last minute, I heeded the Purrito’s departing suggestion and headed to the pharmacy down the street for Zyrtec and Dolirhume (paracematol and pseudoephedrine). I was greeted by a sign posted in the window saying that they were experiencing a fermeture exceptionelle. I turned away from the …
Amsterdam. We concluded our multi-week plan, entitled Disney, Donkeys, and Dutch this past weekend with our second trip to Amsterdam. Our first trip to Amsterdam was The Trip the Blog Forgot, and with as late in the game as this post is, one could wonder if we simply don’t have much to say about the …
French has officially infiltrated my stress nightmares. Despite the fact that college will be nine years in the past as of May, I still periodically have the oh-shit-missed-an-exam/failed-an-exam/haven’t-attended-this-class-at-all-and-it’s-the-last-day-of-the-semester dream. Last night, however, brought an interesting variation: my high school German teacher was proctoring a French exam. I completed most of the exam, came to a …
Fezzik In Paris 