Another low, but not for long

Part of the process of moving to a new place are the predicable highs and lows. I have tried to prepare myself for them by acknowledging that they’re coming and trying to make sure they don’t hang on too long. Try to make sure a melancholy day doesn’t turn into melancholy weeks! It’s November and it’s beginning to get cold! I got lost for the fortieth time since I got here. It’s beginning to get old. And I have lost the ability to communicate on the phone. Never underestimate how much we all take for granted. Now, if I can’t see you, I can’t understand you. Great. I’m getting a degree in French history, right? Sigh. I mean, how many times can you say “I’m really quite intelligent in English” without people starting to look at you funny.

I have “found” my café in Montmartre, it’s called le Carillon (1, rue des Abbesses; Pierre runs the place and makes the best café crème in Paris!). And he’s cute as all get-out and extremely nice too! They even know what I want without asking, which makes me feel like I really “belong.” I go every morning now. Find a way to make Paris yours…

Success! There is a store called C&A, which stocks nice basics in larger sizes! And one doesn’t need to mortgage anything to get a sweater or a skirt! Also, a store called H&M has great v-neck sweaters in the men’s section for under 25 euros. And since the men here have somewhat evolved, I managed to get one in baby pink for only 15 euros! See if you can figure out what I mean by that. Vive la France!