First Impressions
It's been almost four months since I moved to Paris. I have yet to write a post about my Parisian life. I've been trying to reflect on why I've been procrastinating with my inaugural Paris post. There is the usual speil - the whole trying to find an apartment, trying to settle, too much work bit that has become part of my daily routine of excuses for things I have not yet found the time for. Truth be told, there is a little bit of apprehension that I'm supposed to be an expert now. I've had a few e-mails come my way asking "what's the best thing to do", which have the odd effect of stressing me out. I still don't know what time the metro lines really close, where I can get bread on Sundays or even how I can make a doctor's appointment. How can I possibly know all the hip and cool things to do?! (Deep breath.) I know I'm being too hard on myself, but I want to be able to embody the cool Parisian expat to its fullest. I finally fig