Paris, One Year Later

One year ago today, I moved to Paris.

There was a dream I wanted to fulfill, so I finally gave in to the thrill of adventure and I decided to leave the nest. This was no mere whim, but a decision made after years of planning and trying to understand what was my calling in life.

On the 6th of September, I boarded the plane, knowing that this would be good for me.

Notre Dame de Paris
Notre Dame de Paris

But good is too dull a word to describe what happened afterwards… my first year in Paris. Continue reading “Paris, One Year Later”

A Home Away From Home

You lose a piece of yourself when you choose another city, let alone another country, to call home. You lose touch, you miss most of it, you forget.

The Louvre
The Louvre

First, you’re in denial, then you’re depressed… It’s a bit like grief, whether you admit it or not. You grieve your old life, the distance, the feeling of security, and the warmth of your loved ones.

Finally, you muster all the courage you can find, and you take a deep plunge into the unknown. Reality hits you hard, and a few months later, you romantically call it “adventure”.

Such did my adventure begin. Continue reading “A Home Away From Home”

French Movies & I

I tweeted just yesterday about my addiction for French movies. And it’s true, I am addicted. I blame Amélie, fully and completely. I think I may have watched every single movie Audrey Tautou has ever starred in (except The DaVinci Code series, because I boycott anything even remotely related to Dan Brown). Marion Cotillard as well. I watched every French movie Kristin Scott Thomas is in. Currently downloading Gerard Depardieu’s movies, and the list goes on… Continue reading “French Movies & I”