Weeks 1-3

So, I know, I haven't updated in weeks. Literally. But, imagine you're in Paris. And then imagine you have a giant, UChicago-sized workload. Blogging hasn't been at the top of my to-do list, but I'm trying to bump it up a little.

Lesson Infinity in Paris: The elevator don't necessarily stop if there's something in the way.

I was headed down to the basement to get out a load of laundry (more on that later) and as the elevator doors started to close, a man started running toward the elevator. Naturally, like any sane American would, I stuck out my arm to stop the doors. BAD idea. The doors did not care that my arm was there. Owch.


Since my first spurt of posts, Paris has proved its worth thanks to amazing crêpes, baguettes, chocolat chaud (hot chocolate), falafel, macarons, Chinese food, frites (French fries), thé (tea), lemon meringue pie, Mont-Blanc (I can't even describe it) and more. This lovely, lovely city is full of what I'm convinced are the best tastes in the world.

Bakery window I've passed at least 5 times without buying anything. Amazing self control (and already full belly).

This weekend was definitely my best so far in Paris. Alex came to visit from Barcelona, so this is him eating his first crêpe. Unfortunately, it wasn't a very good one. We both asked for egg and cheese (and he got ham), but the crêpe-maker didn't put the egg on. The result was far too dry. He's coming again, though, and we'll find better.

This is me eating my first falafel, which happened to be the best falafel in the world. It came from this little stand called L'as du Falafel in le Marais, which is the Jewish quarter. It's amazing and my smile only got bigger the more I ate. I've been back at least 3 times.

My friend Alicia took me to this little tea place, but I can never remember the name of it. I know where it is (it's on the same street as L'as du Falafel) and I guess that's all that matters. They have ABSOLUTELY DELICIOUS Earl Grey and Vanilla tea, and mouthwatering desserts. Just LOOK at that Lemon Meringue. If I make it to heaven, I'm 97.3% sure that THAT PIE will be waiting for me.

In addition to eating the delicious food shown above, I've visited a French town called Chartres, ventured inside Notre Dame, taken a boat tour down the Seine, and taken classes at two French universities. From now on, I'll try to keep a better record of what I'm doing in Paris! À bientôt!