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2 Days of Paris Moments
The first time I came to Paris, I was 14 and on a trip with a group from my school. The week should be a total blur, as I was jetlagged and 14, but so many moments stand out in … Continue reading
Paris by the colors.
One time I told James that I wanted to make a giant color wheel, made entirely of photos of the colorful doors all over DC. He calmly replied that he can only muster the appropriate enthusiasm for so many of … Continue reading
Paris: Taking Stock
Making : plans for the group of students I have arriving on Friday. Cooking : soft boiled eggs over spinach creamed with goat cheese – my favorite French meal, and one I ate for dinner every night for several weeks … Continue reading
Needing Paris.
“Paris is the sower. Where does he sow? In the shadows. What does he sow? Sparks. All that is, in the intellects scattered across the earth, catching flame here and there, and sparkling, is due to Paris. It is Paris that has … Continue reading
Last days.
Some pictures and words from the last week in Paris. //Place des Vosges, one of my absolute favorite areas of Paris. However I did go there to eat with friends last weekend and we had very… French… service. Which is to … Continue reading
Bread and Wine, Chicken and Potatoes.
You have most likely been thinking (ok, not really, because you probably don’t spend tons of time reflecting on what I have or haven’t posted), that these Paris posts have been sorely lacking in one of my very most favorite … Continue reading
A splash of blue.
Despite my general attraction towards warm and bright colors, I am totally obsessed with the vibrant blue that is splashed all over Paris. I just can’t get enough of the blue doors that are on so many buildings in this … Continue reading
Glimpses and Belonging.
//Yes, I realize that those first couple pictures are very similar to each other. I promise I really did cut out at least a hundred more of almost the same thing. I am also pretty sure that I have similar pictures … Continue reading
Where we are.
Last week I was coming up out of the metro into the eternal rain.* In front of me, a mother and daughter stood huddled under an umbrella, rain blowing in on them, as the mother kept waving her phone and repeating … Continue reading
I wish I could give you this.
This week France celebrated the 14 juillet, or Bastille Day, as our side of the pond likes to call it. I have celebrated twice before on the roof of my building, but my parties might have been the reason a contributing factor … Continue reading
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