The Journey Begins

French Mediterranean

Well not exactly. I've been living in Paris, France for one month now. I moved here in the beginning of January and am pretty much settled into my new life. (or what I hope will be the beginning of a new life) I found a great 1 bedroom apartment in the 15th arrondissement which feels like home already. I moved here knowing virtually no French, but wasn't going to let that stop me. People tell me it takes anywhere from 3-9 months to speak a language comfortably. I'm hoping for the former. We shall see...

Very briefly, before Paris, I was living in San Francisco, CA watching paint dry in my apartment. I was getting quite good at that. Why did I choose Paris? I always felt a connection with the French culture and way of life. I love the way the French interact with one another and take the time to enjoy the little things in life, that too often in the States, we either overlook or miss entirely. That's not to say, that there aren't parts of the American culture and sense of identity that I don't embrace. I do very much so.

Anyway... I"m rambling... I'll be writing often on the little yet important differences I notice between the French and American culture and how they affect me. And of course, whatever experiences or lessons I pick up along the way.

If you're not too familiar with sarcasm, you will pick it up very quickly by reading my blog. I have a very dry sense of humor and it will be hard to miss. LOL

As long as I push myself to try new things here in this foreign yet familiar terrain, I should grow spiritually from the experience. (which is what I'm hoping for)