This a quick addendum to my post (‘A Brief Interlude…’) about the delicious French institution that is the galette des rois. In my earlier post, I tried to convey the importance of this particular pastry – I explained that it is bought, consumed and discussed by just about everyone in France for just about the... Continue Reading →
You’ve Got To Love A Good Cliché
To carry on directly from my previous post, having finally gotten out of the apartment around midday, I hopped on the tram and made my way into central Paris. My first stop was the Jardin de Tuileries (by the Louvre), which was resplendent in reds and yellows and everything in between: it really is true... Continue Reading →
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 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 →
Adventures of an Anglaise 