The best face in this picture is the #photobomb in the back… Thanks again for an awesome weekend #latergram #paris #metro (at Place de la Republique)
#toolsofthetrade #seafood #escargots #crab #lobster #oysters #fruitsdemer #paris #wepler (at Brasserie Wepler)
90+ degrees in #Paris and getting a new #fan has made. my. day ☀️ #hotweatherproblems (at Paris, France)
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Jessica in Paris
When talking about how we know each other, Jessica and I will often say that we have spent more time together than we will probably ever spend with future husbands, children, other coworkers, etc (which, really, is probably true since 5ish years at 80ish hours a week plus weekends is a lot…). Last week, I had a fast turn around from my parents’ departure and her arrival, and although she caught most of me during the school week we still had a lovely Parisian week, acting like locals and heading over to Le Trois 8, Gavin’s bar, most nights. Friday afternoon we rode up to Barrière Casino in Enghien-les-Bains to lose money and have a way-too-big dinner, and caught this fun panoramic on in the station on the way back home with full tummies and empty pockets. She had been told that this was a super-awes0me, can’t-miss casino! She had been lied to… it was tiny, but the one redeeming factor was a beautiful lake view.
Since Jessica had been to Paris before, we didn’t have a laundry list of sightseeing and instead put all our tourist energy into a Saturday Disneyland trip, thanks to two tickets my uncle gave me (thanks, Oscar!). We started in the Walt Disney Studios park, rocked the hell out of their Aerosmith roller coaster and selfied with Cruella Devil’s ride, pictured here.
We switched halfway through the day to head over to Disneyland proper, and after surviving a terrifying experience on Thunder Mountain (the gears were slipping, it sounded awful, and we were actually really totally scared) we had a luxurious dinner at the Blue Lagoon restaurant in the Pirates of the Carribbean. At 11pm, I was so stoked to watch the laser light and fireworks show BUT apparently Mother Nature had something else in mind, and a terrential downpour fell over Disneyland Paris, making the park one big puddle and rushing us to the train station.
Monday was Le 14 Juillet, known outside of France as Bastille Day. The city was quiet, as most locals use this holiday as the first official weekend of summer travel to leave Paris for a few days. We enjoyed brunch down the street at Chez Justine and at night headed to the Eiffel Tower to watch a 30+ minute fireworks experience. We were supposed to meet with Isabella but the station exit closure made us late, phone lines were busy, my iPhone battery was dead, and hunting down a brunette in a Parisian crowd of thousands in the dark was pretty impossible. However, Jess and I were still able to find a great viewpoint to see the whole tower. After the show, public transportation was a shit show – old ladies were crushed as hundreds of people tried to get onto already full train cars… the horror… we watched strangers fight and children fall asleep, and just couldn’t wait to finally get home.
School has been going on in the meantime, but it’s pretty mellow. My professor looks like The Boy in 40 years, which is weird but oddly comforting. I enjoy my classmates, even the annoying new guy is funny sometimes. Next week is about the half-way point, which is very bizarre but helps remind me I need to put in my “study batteries” and make a bigger effort to study and learn once my endless July hosting marathon is finished.
Jessica is returning to Paris in a few days, and right now I’m rushing out to pick up Diana from the train station, so there will certainly be more to come with my guests…
I’ll be writing a separate post regarding my financial situation and current problems (summary: I’m fucked.) but in the meantime, if you’re feeling generous or just feeling pity, I would greatly appreciate any summertime donations to come through by clicking here.