I love museums. Always have. My favorite field trips as a kid were when we got to spend all day marveling at things and learing, otherwise known as visiting museums. As an adult, part of the reason I loved living … Continue reading the completely non-definitive guide to paris museums (louvre optional)
the cutest little franco-anglophone song I heard today, courtesy of the 16-year-old in my host family. (it seriously pays to commune with teenagers sometimes!) listen! (or écoutez!) Continue reading écoutez!: “buzz l’éclair au chocolat”
It “only” took 10 weeks for me to get sick of the overgrown-bushy-unkempt eyebrow look I’ve unsuccessfully tried to to turn into a thing here in Paris, out of, mainly, sheer laziness and lack of interest. I took an hour-and-a-half trip (each way) on the rer/metro today to have the extra hair whacked off with threads. I feel weirdly naked. But, when I look in the mirror, I feel more like myself than I have in weeks. Being abroad has left me strangely vacant and more than a little off-kilter, in ways that I can’t fully articulate. (In some ways … Continue reading I don’t even know who I am out here…but maybe that’s a good thing
here’s the thing—there are a ton of words in any language. take english for example. how many words do we have to describe the item of clothing that covers your bottom half—pants, slacks, jeans, bottoms, shorts, culottes, whatever. and that’s not including all the slang terms or weird combination words. therefore, a non-native speaker of any language is constantly confronted with words they don’t know. obviously. but, not really that obvious. having never spent this much time in a place where english is not the dominant language, I have been shocked to see how slowly progress comes when trying to … Continue reading what being a baby must feel like
you know what immediately disappointed me, like, literally less than an hour into arriving in france? how american music is all over the radio. I love music, like most human beings, and I was really looking forward to being exposed to music that I wouldn’t listen to at home. it took a little while, but I’ve slowly been listening to more francophone artists, or at least non-american anglophones. “formidable” by stromae I should actually apologize for not alerting you to this person sooner. he was the first francophone artist I heard here, just a few days after I arrived, since … Continue reading formidable+other european songs I’m obsessed with
I had the pleasure of having the best three-hour lunch last weekend with a really smart woman from Australia who’s recently landed in Paris wherein I talked and talked and talked and talked. I talked so much that at some point I noticed my throat was getting sore and that I might get hoarse if the conversation continued for much longer. the topics were some of my favorites: privilege of all kinds, systemic inequities, federal mandates for maternity leave, immigration, cake, family, how interesting it is that some people want to see different parts of the world and others are perfectly … Continue reading who are you when no one knows you’re smart?
so, everyone keeps asking me if I speak French. before I left for Paris, the biggest question was, “do you speak French?” the answer is simple and complicated. no, I don’t speak French. yes, I studied French and I know a decent amount of French. the thing is, French is incomprehensible if your accent is off. like, in English, someone can say “what is your name” and even if they have an accent, a deep, deep accent from some place that does not speak English, you will probably know what they’re saying. French is not that way. it’s not as … Continue reading how my iPhone is saving my life in paris