Tuesday, 12 February 2013

"What if the Hokey Cokey IS really what it's all about?"



So, second post and still going strong. Phew. The above quote doesn't serve any particular relevance, but I'd say it's hard to find someone who hasn't enjoyed a bit of the Hokey Cokey. Am I right?

Anyway, as of late (being the last couple of days) I have been rather missing Paris. I'm one of those very privileged people that can call the uber cosmopolitan capital home. The majority of the time I am proud of this fact; when the sun shines over the esplanade outside Invalides, when gazing at the glittering Eiffel Tower or even when catching a smile from an ancient looking, beret wearing pétanque player. All these sights are pinch-me-I-must-be-dreaming-moments for me, however when there are ups, evidently there must be downs. I won't dwell on the negative right now as I'd say my mood rating is pretty high, maybe a 7.5-8 and so elaborating further would surely quash this positivity.

So far I have resided in Paris for the best part of 5 months and it's crazy to think back to when I first arrived. Terrified beyond description, excited and just plain overwhelmed. It felt like a a swarm of oversized butterflies were permanentlyin the pit of my stomach, however I now feel slightly more at one with the city despite having the odd moment when I have to question what on earth am I doing here?! I've given some thought to this answer and I think it comes down to a combination of complete curiosity for a somewhat bizarre culture, a need to escape the bubble that is school life and to live in a city where the best macaroons are right on your doorstep.


These are just a small sample of sights that I'm lucky enough to see on a daily basis. Not too shabby hey?

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