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War sirens in Paris
A few times this semester I had been in my room during the later morning, when all of a sudden I could here a siren going off. The first time I heard it I looked out the window to see … Continue reading
Istanbul: day 4 – adventures on my own
I spent the entirety of this day by myself in the city. My friend had work and school, so I decided to go to some museums today that I saw along the route to the Bazaar yesterday. My friend was … Continue reading
The yéyé – French music of the 1960’s
On Friday I was at one of the Sorbonne libraries all afternoon rewriting my notes for one of my classes before I get started on my paper. While reviewing, I was re-listening to all of the musical examples our professor … Continue reading
Working at the high school
This week I began volunteering at a local Catholic school. I have two classes I am working with, a class of 14 year old’s (the last year of collège, or middle school, in France) on Wednesday and a class of … Continue reading
La Comédie-Française
On Saturday the 10th I walked over to the high school where I am going to start being an assistant teacher, so I could meet the staff. All of the teachers were really nice, and one woman I talked with … Continue reading
Garbage pickup
Something I’ve noticed since I first arrived in France but haven’t yet remarked upon, is the system of garbage pickup in France. At first, I was surprised when I began to realize that the garbage men came once a day … Continue reading
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At the cyber café
Alas for me, my internet has been broken for a week now. That means I’ve had to improvise a bit. It’s so strange, life without the internet. On the one hand, it really is essential, because at the very least … Continue reading
Midnight in Paris
Two weekends ago I was invited to go out dancing on a Friday night. I wasn’t sure if I was going to go out, we had company over, the club was far away, and I didn’t want to feel rushed. … Continue reading