An Apartment in Paris
In 2010, I spent a summer in Paris.
I studied French and learned to love the city.
Before this summer i didn’t understand the fascination. My trips to Paris had always been short and i’d been left with the impression that this was a dirty, messy, smelly city. In short, I’d always secretly thought Paris was highly overrated. Yes, I said it. The city of love had left me cold and a bit well, underwhelmed.
On this trip, I lived in a cute studio apartment in bell ringing distance from Sacre Coeur in Montmatre. I lived between two metropolitan stations and I spent my time studying french, eating incredible food, challenging my own culinary limits and exploring the art galleries and museums of the city. I made friends with whom our only common language was French.
And in so doing, I fell a little bit in like with Paris. Nah, by the end of my time in Paris, I finally got it! Paris got under my skin.
Tres Bon mon ami, Paris! you won me over!
Playlist for Paris