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Not So Country
I am not made for the country; I’m a city girl, through and through. I think I have a problem with serenity, because after several days of calm and silence I start to feel queasy. There’s too much pressure to relax, and no excuse to feel angsty because everything’s so peaceful. I do know the…
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That Kind of Night
… where I cross the entirety of Paris to get to La Fleche d’Or. It’s freezing cold, even with my sheepskin gloves and my thickest scarf on. I don’t know, maybe it’s because I’m in a skirt and normal, non-thermal tights? (Fucking idiot.) But anyway. I procrastinate as long as I can, meeting friends for…
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Safety’s Off, But the Gun Has No Trigger
It was a lovely week, my lovelies, despite the rain and the sluggish weather. Lila went the entire week without pulling her spaghetti legs trick on me during our morning walk to school, I was able to squeeze in an exhibit before school pickup, and then for this week’s date night Julien and I went…
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Animal Collective
Last month I took Lila to La Grande Galerie de L’Evolution, which has its building on the grounds of Jardins des Plantes. I was dreading it because our visit to the Museum national d’Histoire naturelle a couple of years ago had failed to impress. So I was pleasantly surprised to see that the Grande Galerie, although still…
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Let Them Eat Cake
For those who are stuck in Paris this summer: I suggest an evening in Versailles to visit Les Grandes Eaux Nocturnes (Fountains Night Show), which takes place every Saturday night from… well, this Saturday (technically, 2 Saturdays ago) up to 7 September. I got tickets for Julien’s birthday and it was a great way to…
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Mountains Beyond Mountains
This morning the doorbell rang. It was Julien, tired and unshaven, but it was Julien! I didn’t even know he had caught a flight back home. Miraculously, the sun is out as well and the temperatures have risen. It feels like summer again. So I leave you with my favourite song from the newest Arcade…
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Ghost Town
Cheesus Crust, I pity the tourists in Paris this summer. We had about a week or two of real summer weather in July, and then it all went downhill from there. Last weekend it rained for two days straight, alternating between drenching rain and piss-rain. Lila was glued to the window, tapping it and shouting,…
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Bones
The Museum National d’Histoire Naturelle literally transported me back in time, but not in a particularly good way. The building was musty and the displays were disappointing. Talk about taking the theme way too literally. Surrounded by bones, we made our way up to the second floor of the museum, then walked over to the…