Good wine, and a pretty good Birmingham accent

In a previous blog entry I said that for me it’s 70% about the people you’re with and 30% about the place. Well, when Paris is that place and you’re here with the right people then you’ve got a very very good combination!

Xavier et Phil dans le métro
(Xavier/France and Phil/Birmingham UK)

I’m at peace with Paris and am getting out and about more and more on foot. “It’s intoxicating” as my friend Phil from Birmingham said yesterday as we walked through the 2e/9e arrondissements…

Although the weather hasn’t been everyones favourite choice lately the light was beaming through and hitting gold statues. At one point it looked looked like a gate to heaven was opening up, ha! I don’t think I’m one to complain about weather a lot, I like the rain and I think weather lets us see and feel things in different light “symbol smash”. I’m told that Paris can be pretty gloomy in winter but can it really be *that* bad?!

The sky opening up

The international community here is amazing, such a friendly and upbeat bunch and many of them are sharing a similar roller coaster ride to me. We’re all being challenged and we all get lifted up by big sister Paris’ arms of fun on a regular basis. I was having a conversation with a group on Monday evening and one lady said “I’m here for a month but I’m not sure I’ll be able to keep busy for all that time”. The girl next to me and I both pulled faces and I said “OOOohhh don’t you worry about that, Paris will ALWAYS keep you busy”. Heck! If you come here with an open mind and you can talk to people then you’ll be fine. Each day my opportunity basket fills up and I choose my cocktail of events, and it’s great!

Xavier, moi, Phil
(Xavier, Me, Phil)

Back to yesterdays stroll through Paris. Xavier, one of my lesson exchange buddies was with us too. We had some Japanese noodles for dinner and then hunted for a wine bar (of sorts). We passed the Ritz and went into the most expensive gourmet food store I’ve ever seen. Truffels, caviar, scottish salmon, and “mid summer nights dream” like cakes.

We eventually made it to a snazzy restaurant/wine bar and we had a few glasses of Bordeaux laughing about an ironic link between one of our links with New Zealand (which isn’t to be written here). This was also the point in time when I found out I could do a pretty good Birmingham accent! I have to admitt, I prefer the kiwi one!

I’ll keep it short and sweet but keep an eye out as I’ve got another adventure brewing, sometimes I don’t have time to think random here because random is just delivered, fed and you have to eat it!!!



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