Yesterday's picnic lunch: fresh baguette, charcuterie, camembert, washed down with a good Bordeaux. You could do worse.
I've been here long enough that I've finally arrived at a kind of quotidian calm. I'm not doing the daily expeditions and I'm not pushing myself to get a whole lot done every single day, but I'm also not counting down the seconds like I was.
Speaking of daily expeditions, I've kind of run out of destinations. I've hiked to all of the obvious ones within walking distance. Today I'm going to do the Cité Universitaire, but I'm not sure about tomorrow. My mom and stepdad arrive Thursday, at which point I can relax into a tour guide routine for places I've already been to. The funny thing is going to be figuring out where to eat; I've been to a total of two restaurants, two cafés, and two bars since coming here and I don't know the deals, the routines, or the hidden hot-spots at all. I suppose we'll figure something out...millions of tourists who know less French than I do manage to pull it off every year.
Speaking of daily expeditions, I've kind of run out of destinations. I've hiked to all of the obvious ones within walking distance. Today I'm going to do the Cité Universitaire, but I'm not sure about tomorrow. My mom and stepdad arrive Thursday, at which point I can relax into a tour guide routine for places I've already been to. The funny thing is going to be figuring out where to eat; I've been to a total of two restaurants, two cafés, and two bars since coming here and I don't know the deals, the routines, or the hidden hot-spots at all. I suppose we'll figure something out...millions of tourists who know less French than I do manage to pull it off every year.
"I really enjoy forgetting. When I first come to a place, I notice all the little details. I notice the way the sky looks. The color of white paper. The way people walk. Doorknobs. Everything. Then I get used to the place and I don't notice those things anymore." - David Byrne in True Stories.
P.S. I found out that my homie C, one of my fellow grads here, has a blog. And now that blog has a link, and the circle of life is complete.
P.S. I found out that my homie C, one of my fellow grads here, has a blog. And now that blog has a link, and the circle of life is complete.
7 comments:
weird -- I just put a link to your blog on my blog and I tested it out . . . and it took me to some weird bible study site. it scared me.
check it out -- it's only one tiny letter off:
www.kungfuramone.blogpot.com
That is AWESOME. Because Japanese garage rock has everything to do with creepy fundamentalism...right?
Maybe I can figure out how to hack their site to play Slayer songs when people accidentally visit.
that looks delicious!
What is charcuterie? It looks a little creepy.
Cured meats. It's like salami, only it comes in many varieties!
The creepy-looking one in the picture is cured ham, and it was simply divine (darling.)
Your pix made me hungry friend...I miss those jambon e fromage sandwiches! Yummm!
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