Le premier poste

Best time to visit: during the evening with a 

gelato cone in hand or devouring a pizza

from the local Italian restaurant. 

It’s almost 11pm on a Saturday night in Paris and am sitting cross-legged on my bed trying to do work, but instead, I decided to start this blog. I have completed six weeks of classes, and lived in Paris for seven (going into eight), and here I am, late as always, writing my first post. Before arriving, I wanted to started a blog, but I did not get serious about it until I finished reading Hemingway's Moveable Feast. He was a frequent visitor of the area I am living in and to know that I walk the same routes as he once did fills my heart with joy and makes me fall more in love with this city. Therefore, I want to share my experiences on this blog with you all like he did in his memoir, which is a must-read!  

For now, since I should get back to work, I leave you with this picture of Place Saint Sulpice: one of my favorite spots in Paris that I walk by when I head over to "uni" (the word I learned from my Aussie and British friends since they laughed at me when I used to say "school"). More posts will follow about this lovely location and of my previous weeks here in Paris, Europe, and my adventures of adjusting to its culture: let's just say that I've perfected the art of charades. À bientôt!