Mélomane by nature. A businesswoman, closet nerd, and utter ambigamist in love with friends, food, traveling, birds, words, a boy, and everything in between.

Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor

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My day in list form

  • Arrive in Paris.
  • Get to apartment
  • Meet owners, landlords, etc etc.
  • Full tour
  • Begin to unpack
  • Step on something sharp, swear, pull out a splinter from the wooden floor from my tights. Scream when I see there’s a centimeter long piece stuck under/in my flesh. Curse at the hole in my new tights. Find tweezers from still-packed suitcase, spend 30 minutes swearing and trying to dig out enough flesh to get the splinter-meets-shank out. Succeed, attempt to wash wound, bandaid, finish unpacking. Resolve to go to Chinatown ASAP to find slippers.
  • Realize I don’t have enough hangars, nor a pair of scissors, nor food. Decide to head to a local Carrefour, having only ever heard that “it’s a supermarket”
  • Realize when I walk in that it is basically an IKEA filled with a hardware store, a CVS, a costco, a butcher, a baker, a seafood shack, a flower shop, a bank, a key duplicator, a shoe shiner. It has everything you could ever want under one roof… Now if only you could survive trying to find it.
  • Get to check out line, realize that everyone has a cart or reusable bag except me. Pay for items but have nothing to put them in, have an extremely nice lady find me reusable bags on sale in the store so I can buy them and put what I bought in them to take home. Embarrassing to say the least.
  • Now home, super super super tired, but it’s only 6pm and I need to push on til at least 9 or 10…
  • I will post apt pictures soon.

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