I Still Didn’t Want To Sleep Anyway. (Airbnb No. 1 cont.)

Having survived my first week on the new job, I found myself with a whole glorious two days of freedom stretching out in front of me, to spend at my leisure in Paris. I’d like to say I got up bright and early Saturday morning to profit from as much of the day as possible … Continue reading I Still Didn’t Want To Sleep Anyway. (Airbnb No. 1 cont.)

My Canteen’s Better Than Your Canteen

My first week on the new job passed in a bit of a blur. The role is English-speaking (it’s a very multi-national office) which made it an easier adjustment than it might otherwise have been, though a large proportion of the employees are French. This is pretty much ideal for me, giving the much-wanted opportunity … Continue reading My Canteen’s Better Than Your Canteen

I Didn’t Want To Sleep Anyway (Airbnb No. 1)

In a previous post, I hinted that, despite securing a French job and bank account before arriving in Paris, finding lodgings was not exactly a walk in the park. Far from it. In fact, it took seven weeks, four Airbnbs, two hotels and what felt like approximately 4,726 viewings to find an apartment that I … Continue reading I Didn’t Want To Sleep Anyway (Airbnb No. 1)

The Penrose Triangle of French Bureaucracy

Have you ever seen a picture of that 3D-ish triangle where all the sides sort of overlap and join up in a way that, beyond a drawing, would be physically impossible? No? Google it – the Penrose Triangle – you’ll see what I mean. So, now that we’re thinking about impossible triangles, let’s talk about … Continue reading The Penrose Triangle of French Bureaucracy