One of the things that I absolutely love about living in France is how much there is to see and I feel like I will never be able to see all of it! This weekend I visited Chantilly, a small little town north of Paris (about a 25-minute train ride from Gare du Nord). It is known for its beautiful château but also for the delicious topping known as whipped cream. In French, whipped cream is called chantilly, just like the town. Continue reading “Saturday in the Countryside: Chantilly”
Here I am, on the final stretch of what is my first year at university. First off, the first semester took forever… the second one just flew by. I really don’t know where the time went there. Continue reading “An Ode to My First Year at University”
It’s Thursday, yay!
If we were having coffee, I would probably have ordered (or made, depending on where we decided to chat) a hot chocolate instead. Lately, I am coffeed out (yes, I know coffeed is not a word but that is what my mother says when she can’t stand coffee for a while and needs a break). Continue reading “If We Were Having Coffee (Or Hot Chocolate?)”
I made myself a Nutella sandwich with chocolate milk because after a day of acting like an adult and taking care of a little kid, sometimes you deserve to be a kid.
It was my first Friday night in Paris that I had a complete meltdown. I had been a week with no phone and limited access to wifi. I was staying out until what I felt was out of my comfort zone in the city with no phone when night would set in just so I could talk to family and friends at a café where wifi was accessible. Continue reading “Mom, I Am Getting Over the Dark”
I am completely lost.
I felt like I was living in the movie Under the Tuscan Sun as we walked the streets of Nice. Buildings seemed to be on top of one another, the clothes lines hanging from one side to the other, people crowded on the streets and yelling at one another. Continue reading “Just Like the Movies”