Be wary. They’re everywhere: the Metro, the streets, the supermarket, Starbucks- and they want your iPhones and wallets, and anything else they can get their hands on. Here’s a short tale of what happened to me last weekend.
This weekend my sisters, (and my new sister Mrs Bakrania) came to visit! After picking the girls up from Gare du Nord, we headed to their hotel in Gaîté. Their room boasted an incredible view, and I couldn’t quite believe it. Despite beginning with a very questionable “lunch”, it ended up being a great trip.
It wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be. But it was still pretty bad. If we weren’t already nervous enough, the fact that our names weren’t even on the seating list outside the exam hall did NOT make us feel any better. Merci once again Paris Descartes, you made us feel right at home.
After desperately searching for some cool bars, my friend and I ended up at these two. We’ve had a few unlucky experiences when we’ve just walked in somewhere without research, so we thought we’d play it smart this time and do some excellent timeout.fr reading. Did it work out for us? Yes and no. Continue reading
Wow, first day off from Uni. Did I go to explore an unknown part of Paris? Did I walk around and embrace the beauty of the city I am now living in? Did I meet up with friends, enjoy a coffee and catch up on everything I’ve missed out on whilst I’d been hidden away in the hole that is university? Nope. I went to a bookshop… A LEGAL bookshop.
We are finally on a week break! I really feel like a week off is just what we need to recover from what has already been a ridiculously busy few weeks of term. I guess this is the equivalent of a reading week in the UK? Except, I never really felt too stressed for reading week at home…
Or, more accurately, an excuse not to work…