Running for the RER
I’m trying to get back into writing my blog after a nearly year long sabbatical. Since I’ve slowed my pace, I feel like I need a grand adventure to restart but alas, I realized sharing the little moments are ok too. In November of last year, I moved slightly outside of central Paris. I now commute on the RER, the regional network that connects greater suburban Paris with the main city. I used to live very central, with 7 metro lines super close, access to buses and to Velibs (city bicycles). I did what I wanted, when I wanted, with not much regard for time. Most things in France have a start time of “-ish” and funnily enough, even my very punctual friends have adapted. Hey, the RER isn't very sexy, sorry. I report the truth, people. Now, I’m a little more limited. I live by the train schedule, which runs every :15 to :30 minutes, instead of the customary :02 -:07 min delay I’d become accustomed to in the last two years. I’m getting used to it. And what that m