Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Raclette

Last night we went over to some French friends' for dinner. They treated us to la raclette traditionelle. Raclette cheese (why is the meal feminin and the cheese masculin?!? It's the same word France!) is heated on this fancy contraption and melted onto charcuterie and baked potatoes. Le yum yum yum.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
La Défense
La Défense is an enormous business district which sits on the outskirts of Paris/the Hauts-de-Seines department. “So that’s where they’ve put all the high-rises” I thought to myself as we drove it. It is also the home to La Grande Arche (above) and a fantastic mall, where I did in fact buy a beret.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Last week
It was a good week for being inside. It rained. Every day. This morning, I turned to N and asked him when the last time we saw the sun was. Neither of us were sure, but it’s been at least a week. That being said, at least it isn’t snowing.
I’ve been working a lot, which I really enjoy. It’s three metros to get to where I need to be in Paris (and one train, and although it might not sound that efficient, the hour and a half by transit is a lot faster than the three hours it took us to drive in one morning this week). When it isn’t raining, I enjoy skipping the last metro and walking. The views are amazing and it’s adorable seeing all the little French children (so well dressed!) walking or scooting (is that what one does with a scooter?) to school. This week, if/when the rain stops, I plan on making a detour to see if a certain coffee shop has decided to bring their holiday beverages to this country.
I went for my first French haircut last week. I spent days looking up reviews for hairdressers both in Fonty and Paris. I read many an expat horror story, so I did my homework and armed myself with a list of Jen-specific hair cutting vocabulary gleaned from the internet. My hairdresser was very likeable (or does he tell everyone that their hair is a magnificent gift to be able to cut??). Something, however, got lost in translation, because I’m pretty sure (and by pretty, I mean 100% sure) that I did not ask for “des bangs.” But, des bangs are what I got. And while I don’t particularly think they suit me, I can deal with it. It gives me an excuse to buy a beret!
I’ve been working a lot, which I really enjoy. It’s three metros to get to where I need to be in Paris (and one train, and although it might not sound that efficient, the hour and a half by transit is a lot faster than the three hours it took us to drive in one morning this week). When it isn’t raining, I enjoy skipping the last metro and walking. The views are amazing and it’s adorable seeing all the little French children (so well dressed!) walking or scooting (is that what one does with a scooter?) to school. This week, if/when the rain stops, I plan on making a detour to see if a certain coffee shop has decided to bring their holiday beverages to this country.
I went for my first French haircut last week. I spent days looking up reviews for hairdressers both in Fonty and Paris. I read many an expat horror story, so I did my homework and armed myself with a list of Jen-specific hair cutting vocabulary gleaned from the internet. My hairdresser was very likeable (or does he tell everyone that their hair is a magnificent gift to be able to cut??). Something, however, got lost in translation, because I’m pretty sure (and by pretty, I mean 100% sure) that I did not ask for “des bangs.” But, des bangs are what I got. And while I don’t particularly think they suit me, I can deal with it. It gives me an excuse to buy a beret!
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Le Palais du Chocolat
Sorry for the delay in posting... I have good reason though, I'm employed! I got a job substitute teaching in Paris. Between working and the two hours of commuting each day, it's been a busy week!
Monday, November 1, 2010
¡Madrid!
Saturday and Sunday N was at the tournament, so I set off on my own to explore (and I won’t lie to you, shop). It poured rain (all weekend), but it was still enjoyable. After a 2 hour metro ride and walk, I made it to the field to watch Insead win their second game of the day. We celebrated with patatas bravas, deep fried eggplant (with a brown sugar sauce, yum!), mushrooms, sangria and cañas at Casa Toni, recommended by Rick Steves.
The next day we were back at the field. The boys won the whole thing!
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