Reversed Worlds

I am back in Paris, which means I am back to being the foreigner. Yet, for some reason, I feel caught between two worlds. Continue reading “Reversed Worlds”

Living in a Parisian Apartment: The dream and the reality

There is always a made up glamour about what it must be like to live in Paris, the city of lights and the city of love. I must have some great, gorgeous view, wood-beamed ceilings and my building must be hausmannian. Yet the realities of living in Paris are completely different than what we see in the films, or even on Instagram. If you can see the Eiffel Tower from your window, trust me… a good part of your rent is paying for that. Continue reading “Living in a Parisian Apartment: The dream and the reality”

Scared of Mickey to Love for Disney

Here is the story of my first time at Disneyland, which was in Anaheim, California. You would have thought that for an 8 year old at the time, it was every kid’s dream to head to the land of Mickey. It was my nightmareContinue reading “Scared of Mickey to Love for Disney”

French Stereotypes : True vs. False

It is that time of year again: Tourist Season. Continue reading “French Stereotypes : True vs. False”

When the World is Watching : Macron vs. Le Pen

In November when Trump won the presidency of the United States, that Friday I went to a party. It was interesting, as the lone American in the room I was bombarded with questions. “How do you feel? How could America vote him?” Then they tried reassuring me, “not much will happen… He is just a politician. They don’t do much anyways.” It was interesting, because as a history major, I shut my mouth – not wanting to start anything at a birthday party. Continue reading “When the World is Watching : Macron vs. Le Pen”

Tips to Learn a Foreign Language

It has been two and a half years since I moved to France and something I am very proud of is how quickly I have been able to learn French. I studied French in high school, but the American system is not particularly great in teaching foreign languages. I left high school with a basic understanding of vocabulary and grammar. My French was practically barbaric when I arrived (and something that my first French family LOVED to point out, but if I mentioned their Spanish or English, they weren’t too thrilled when I corrected them). Continue reading “Tips to Learn a Foreign Language”

Letter to the 19 Year Old That Arrived in France

Dear 19 year old Veronica,

Hi. It’s 21 year old you. You are now officially the age to be able to step foot in a bar in America (you did this past Christmas when you visited family and friends). I am writing this to tell you that you are strong. Continue reading “Letter to the 19 Year Old That Arrived in France”