September 2011

Moving: worst thing ever? or worst thing ever? Discuss.

September 29, 2011

Moving sucks.  I could try to dress that up and put it more eloquently, but there’s just no way around the fact that the succinct version rings so incredibly true. I found a new place and today I sort-of-mostly moved.  I still have another haul of crap and I’ll probably sleep in the old place [...]

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Eat it up (if you can)

September 26, 2011

“I lived in Ghana for a semester; Paris will be a breeze.” This is indicative of the simultaneously arrogant and naive things I thought before I came to Paris. When I left for Ghana, I had few expectations other than that everything was going to be really ridiculously different. In truth, things were probably nicer [...]

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VLOG: Parisian Apartment Diaries

September 23, 2011

And now for a vlog update. I present you with a few snippets of my apartment and an overview of the ambiguous terms under which I am being asked to leave this apartment. It’s all very French.

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Get lost. It’s for your own good.

September 21, 2011

Getting lost is a given with travel. You can never really know a city until you have gotten hopelessly lost there. Depending on how adept you are with things like “directions” and “maps,” your formula for reaching that magical place where your number of times lost translates into having an actual sense of your city [...]

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It doesn’t matter if you make it awkward. It already is.

September 13, 2011

If you hate being uncomfortable and have little patience for the absurdly awkward, then travel and living abroad are simply not for you. Fortunately, I am well versed in all things awkward, and I mostly love the fact that every basic task becomes monumental now that I live in a city where my knowledge of [...]

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I am a debacle of an individual.

September 7, 2011

Real person or not, I can confidently say that I will always be a bit of a disaster on legs. My propensity for accidental shenanigans could be an art form. One week in, I have yet to reach “falling in a gutter” levels of epic-story-time but (a) that took two weeks -and- (b) this is [...]

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