Category Archives: Quadriplegia

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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Trains, taxis, planes, buses, wheelchair … roller skates?

The day had finally come. After more than a year away, I was going back to Australia. Just for two weeks. That was the plan. The first thing I had to do though was get there. Being over 23 hours away, that was no mean feat. Adding me and my disability into the equation, well, we know what that means! The day was drizzling light rain as my employee and I went to get the Eurostar at Gare de Nord about 40 minutes walk from my Paris apartment. We were a million hours early. About ten years ago I missed a flight from LA to Australia at 11:00 pm and I vowed never to be in that horrid situation again. [caption id="attachment_1380" align="alignright" width="300"]image Gare de Nord early in the morning[/caption] (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…)
Posted in Adapting to a new country, Difficulties integrating in new country, Disability, French language, Integration in a new country, Learning a new language, Motorised wheelchair, Paris, Quadriplegia | 4 Comments

Calm (and chaos) in Chambéry

On Saturday I took a train to Chambéry, three hours out of Paris, up in the south east mountainous part of France. That's three hours up, four hours in Chambéry and three hours back. Mad? Possibly. However the views are beautiful, it was a sunny Saturday and it all went delightfully smoothly ... mostly.

I'm much more a mountain gal than a seaside person. I think villages tucked into mountainsides give the imagination unlimited stories. My mind was enthralled by the images I saw from the train. Watching the fog drift over the tiny houses and across paddocks - then suddenly there's a massive cliff face looming over the villages! To wander through those little places - that's my goal come summer. (more…)
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