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Oh Paris! Really?

Parisians and Paris never fail to give me something to write about. I find humour, quirkiness and curious disbelievement wonderment in practically every encounter, person and situation I come across. I walk past tiny shops and enter. I breathe in the history of those who were there before me and bought what I buy, decades before.

And then I open my mouth and shatter the illusion.


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Trippy Tips for Train Travellers

Here are my fabulous tips for those who take long haul train journeys. I'd consider an hour and a half the minimum for it to be called 'long haul'. That is based on my experiences travelling a myriad of miles from cities across Europe (and the increased level of whining by children per 15 minutes of travel). The longest direct train trip I've taken was 12 hours by day from Paris to Florence via Milan. I don't have any knowledge of night travel. No wait, I have travelled Melbourne to Sydney by night train...

Don't ever do that unless you want to end up rocking back and forth in a corner sobbing your eyes out and calling for your Mummy.

[caption id="attachment_1777" align="aligncenter" width="150"]Teddy anyone? Teddy anyone?[/caption] (more…)
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Observations about Paris – part 1 of many to come

So, four months plus have passed since I landed in Paris.  Well I actually took the Eurostar from London but you get my drift.  Here's what I've observed so far. 1.  Marks & Spencer Food has such amazing ready to eat food and it's such a good price, that I succumb to it several days a week, along with many Parisians. Who needs to go out to eat? There is a vast assortment of fresh sandwiches filled with delicious ingredients from bacon, ploughman's cheese, mustard, smoked ham, curried egg, and coleslaw to name a few.  Then there's the Indian cuisine in the ready to reheat section where you can buy curries with chicken so tender it melts in your mouth, different rice dishes and of course garlicky Naan. Thai stir fry or duck or veggie curry anyone? Yep, you can get them at M & S Food. 2. Parisians are patient.  Here am, I at the checkout, bumbling around getting my items out of the basket one at a time as the cashier leans over to help.  Then the cashier carefully packs each item in the bag (usually customers pack their own bags).  After that the cashier hands me my money and I inevitably drop several coins. Of course the cashier apologises as if it was their fault and runs around picking up the coins. Then when I ask them to hang the bag on my wheelchair handle, they ask multiple times if the bag is safe and in the right position. Don't worry about the line behind me, they wait patiently for their turn. 3. Parisians don't tend to take their children grocery shopping. The result? There is no impatient whining and crying from the offspring (or their parents or other customers). 4. Parisians don't seem to work very hard. Traffic and people are still on their way to work when the clock ticks to 9:00 AM. From 12:00 noon until well after 1:30, the chatter and laughter over a lunchtime cafe meal with wine continues.  By 5:00 PM, at the latest, the bars start to fill and at 5:00 AM the next day, those same bars are filled with the same people drinking coffee with breakfast. I guess when laws prefer you to work no more than 35 hours a week and employers are obliged to contribute to funding your lunch, you get used to the system. 5. Nothing is a problem.  They accept everything the way it is, now. Watch Parisians as they smoke their heads off, step over dog poo, ignore the smell of urine beside a famous landmark! Stare in wonder as the pedestrian lights turn green and Parisians patiently give way to the traffic that continues driving through! Be amazed as they dodge a carelessly flung cigarette, a recklessly low flying bird, and traffic so banked up that tooting of horns is, I'm sure, for entertainment value only. I'm absolutely living a movie everyday here. It is not always fun, sometimes sad, and at times challenging my own staying power. However it never, ever, ever fails to entertain me.
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A Tisket, A Tasket …

I love food. One of my favourite things to do is look at sites like Yummly for sheer love of seeing food put lovingly together to make a meal.  In Paris, I delight in the supermarkets. The variety and quality of the food there is quite overwhelming.

So imagine how much fun I had today when I decided to open up an online shopping account with Monoprix! Wheeeee!  Hours and hours of fun awaited me!  I told myself that it would another interesting way to learn French, and yes that's true. Nothing like deciding to skip the Google Translate button and just click 'ici'. (more…)
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