These are a few of my favourite things

So recently a wave of happiness has overcome me, not that i'm usually unhappy, but little moments have recently warmed my heart triggered a little smile. 

There really is nothing better than catching up with old, and new friends, over a steaming hot chocolate in a warm cafe with steaming windows while it is raining outside. I believe nothing could make me happier.....until we progressed onto wine. 

Buskers on the metro are a common sight in Paris, however what is not common is people appreciating the music and taking time out of their rushing and dashing to actually listen and not just hear the music. I smiled a little smile today when I rushed past a violinist coming off the metro and noticed a man sat on the steps watching and listening intently, enjoying and appreciating the music. I, in turn, appreciated how special this little moment of unusualness amongst the ordinary touched my heart and re-instilled my faith in art and humanity. 

The view from my window never fails to make me smile, bathed in a warm red light from the restaurant opposite and accompanied by the background blur of the street's evening noise there really is nothing pleasanter than throwing open the shutters and absorbing the pace of the city at night. 

Mood- Warmed

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A series of unfortunate events

1) Bank closes between 11-2.30, I have classes 11-2.30 so unable to collect my bank card. Have now worked out why getting a French bank account takes months...

2) Professors and course co-ordinators find it amusing and completely logical to write the wrong number of credits in the hand-book to mess up your timetable, planning and classes.

3) French ballet lessons are painful....but excellent (this could be a fortunate event, i'm still in too much pain to think objectively).

4) Paris is cold, rainy and windy in October, which would be terribly artistic and romantic apart from the fact that I only own ballet pumps and summer tops.

5) Croissants for breakfast are making me fat and poor.

6) In order to have a Metro card, one must prove their identity, not with one, nor two pieces of identification but three as well as having proof that they live in Paris (seriously France....just to use your trains?)

7) Being handed a leaflet by the French society of students commanding you to fight back over the increase in French university fees from €150 to €200 per year makes you remember your building student loan and overdraft. At the same time, ripping the leaflet up and laughing at the sheer audacity of the rise in front of a group of outraged french students doesn't help you make any friends.

However, despite this series of unfortunate events, Paris remains marvellous and my freshly baked and still warm baguette today was enough to dispel any animosity I was feeling......until the fun all starts again tomorrow! 

Mood- So ready this time, bring it on France! 

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Home sweet home

One of the best things about this fantastic city is that the surroundings become your home and your back garden. Even though I have down-sized on my living space I feel like I have gained a whole city. The boulevards have become my corridors, the pretty squares my bedroom and the cafes my kitchen. The city defines the well known saying "the world is my oyster", Paris has become my home, physically and metaphorically. So here are a few pictures of my back garden and my new home. 

Mood - settled

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