Monday, January 10, 2011

Proof that the sun shines in Paris (sometimes)

Photos from this weekend. The weather was wonderful (I say that while still in boots, a coat and a scarf...I'm brainwashed). Proof that the sun does actually shine in Paris.

Day 8: Rue Cler market street
Spent Saturday (aka day 8) with Leanne who is apparently recovering from some sort of stomach flu. I ate lunch at a boulangerie on Rue Cler, which is a market street in the 7th.  There are lots of market streets all over, but this one is very well-known.  This is the standard way of shopping in France; grocery stores where they have everything in one place are considered secondary.  You get your meat from a bucherie, cheese from a fomagerie, fish from a poissonnerie, etc., etc.  Pictured here is a bit of Rue Cler, with the corner of the floriste on the left, the green-and-white-striped marchand de fruits et legumes, and the blue vertical sign is the poissonnerie. The lights above are left over from Christmas.

Day 9: Paris is for lovers

Sunday I decided on falafel for lunch so I made my way over to le Marais, the traditionally Jewish but now a bit gay area in the 4th arrondissement (in the center). Since the Jewish sabbath is Saturday, everything is open on Sundays (whereas a lot of other places close) and all the tourists are out and about taking advantage of that fact. I took my falafel to one of the quais that is open to pedestrians and ate on a bench across from Isle de la Cite, where Notre Dame is located (hence the skyline). This couple started making out soon after I took this picture, which was awkward when I first got here but now I'm pretty used to it...there seems to be no rule against the PDAs here in Paris. I guess when you are in a city as known for romance as Paris is you can't really avoid it. City of Lights my butt, City of Public Makeout Sessions would be more accurate.

Day 10: my new favorite lunch
Got this awesome sandwich from a boulangerie somewhere in the 7th near Ecole Militaire.  Lettuce, tomato, hard-boiled egg and smoked salmon with what I think was mayonnaise on what they call "Sweedish" bread (Suedois, in French) which is essentially square pita. I've decided that I would enjoy Paris a lot more if I stopped being cheap and started spending money on decent food every day. It's one of my favorite things, and I'm in a place that is world-renowned for its cuisine, and, to quote Lauren Borden, "life is too short to not eat good food."  So no more honey nut cheerio lunches; I'm being more adventurous with my menu and my wallet. Considering this sandwich cost me almost 4 euros, it will definitely be an adventure for my wallet. But there are few things that I find more worth spending money on than food.

Also, Leanne (who has complained that I don't write about her, so here goes) just broke the news that she will be leaving at the end of February.  I am going to come back to the States with serious abandonment issues.  It has got me thinking, though, about whether or not I should consider leaving early.  I mean, I don't really like the job, and I'm getting to a point where I could take or leave Paris, and it would help a lot of the anxiety I'm having about moving back if I had some more time to get settled.  It's just a thought...if I left it wouldn't be until April or later, sometime in summer.  But I don't know, I'm too proud to really call it quits quite yet, but it's something to consider down the road.  I'm pretty sure asking me to play waitstaff could count as a violation of contract and I would be justified in breaking it.  Then again, seeing the sun for the first time in what feels like months made me a little more optimistic, maybe once the weather warms up I will too.  We'll see.  Just throwing it out there; feel free to send it right back.

1 comment:

  1. I'm loving the day by day pictures. Excellent idea to spend more on yummy food. I wish I had treated myself to food more and less to stuff. Stuff is annoying to pack up anyway. Your wallet will recover. It may not speak to you for a while but you guys will work things out. ;)
    Thoughts on leaving/staying: I like that you'd at least stay through the spring. I bet thats the best time to be there. Oh oh! Go see the tulips in Holland! I wish so bad that I could see those in the spring. I absolutely 100% support giving yourself enough time to come back and remember how to function in the US and to also get yourself into job searching/future planning mode. I was home for 10 days between camp 08 and Italy. BAD IDEA. Not enough time. I carried emotional baggage partly bc of that all through Italy and I really think that it hindered my experience. On the flip side though, don't assume that everything starts in the Fall, unless you had something specific in mind. Do you? I was just home for 10 weeks. I honestly think that it took about 3 weeks for me to feel like I was done sending e-mails or catching up with or unpacking or sorting out or no wanting to do anything but watch american tv for me to kind of begin to want to plan a future. Once I started looking for Americorps positions it was about 3 to 4 weeks before I got the job. I think a month is about normal from start to finish of that process, so at least allow that. But depending on what youre looking for it could take longer. After 10 weeks I was happy to be leaving home because I was really excited to start my new life, not bc I couldnt stand being home. I think it was the perfect amount of time. I spent the last 2 or 3 weeks being kind of bored during the day but I was happy that I had a chance to finally stop being so god damned busy and be BORED! I appreciated every minute of it and I honestly think that I'm more motivated and productive because of it that I know that not doing anything isn't reallly a whole lot of fun. So those are my thoughts on that subject. You know I love my soapboxes. :D