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Melting in the market – A day in my life.



image People are fascinating creatures. One of the things I have loved so much about being in Paris are those I've met on ordinary days. So, in the spirit of just being grateful for times when life is calm and embracing the wonderfulness of people, I thought I'd write a blog post just about a day in my life ...

It was going to be 39° so I decided to take myself off early to the biggest flea market in the world (which is not an exaggeration). Of course it may have been more sensible to stay in my apartment with airconditioning but where's the fun in that? The market is just outside the city. I took a taxi there because my silly wheelchair battery is running out of energy after nearly two years of carting my ass all over France. It would never have lasted going there, back, plus hours wandering around alleyways filled with treasures from naked statues of men, sexy chaise lounges and a rocking horse to die for. (more…)
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The Fantasticness of the Food in France

I love food and I love writing. While I wouldn't be a food blogger if you paid me, I love writing about food-related adventures. [caption id="attachment_1350" align="alignleft" width="150"]Monoprix. One of many. Monoprix. One of many.[/caption] Like festivals in Melbourne, walk around a corner in Paris and you'll find a supermarket. And, since some law in France finally came into the 21st century, some of them (I know this will shock some readers) are even open on Sundays! One of the things my friends and I agree on about travelling (I will never think camping is fun though) is the joy of going to supermarkets in other countries. We also like visiting pharmacies too for the different things we discover. I'm not sure however you'd enjoy reading about the brand of sanitary products I found in Paris called Nana (although it never fails to amuse me)... (more…)
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A Day in the Life

Woke up, fell out of bed*... This blog post is simply about Saturday the 13th of February.  I've written it to show how important the small things are to me and why I'm so happy here in Paris.

I went downstairs to discover it was raining. Again. It's been raining for a century week. As the rain wasn't going to stop (ever again in the history of the world) I decided to head off regardless to the supermarket Monoprix on Avenue de l'Opera (that's the really big street that has the Palais Garnier opera building at the end of it). (more…)
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Bonne Année!

The French say Happy New Year (Bonne Année) all of January. It's only the 4th and I've bonne année'd and been bonne année'd at so many times these past few days that I'm exhausted!

[caption id="attachment_1231" align="alignleft" width="300"]January is a celebratory month in France January is a celebratory month in France[/caption] New Years Day. As most of Paris was waking up bleary-eyed with a hangover, I was pretty much the only customer in the supermarket. I was alcohol free as I prefer to start the year off feeling great. And smug. Anyway, since the staff were restocking, every time I went down an aisle someone was there to offer help. It became rather funny as I barely looked at an item and someone appeared like magic beside me. (more…)
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