On my second day in Paris, I woke up to find the city covered in a thin layer of snow. I immediately got changed, grabbed my camera and hopped on the metro. I wanted to spend my day among the dead, starting with a visit to Cimetière du Père-Lachaise. The cemetery was closed though: apparently the French are not fond of people visiting graves in the snow. So I went to the next best place:...
A quick look at my Instagram feed could lead people to believe that I spend most of my time traveling. In reality, I'm stuck in university buildings for lectures and seminars five days a week. "Stuck" is a bit of a strong word though. It implies that I'm not enjoying my time as a university student. And if there's one thing I did in the second block of my first year, it was enjoying my...
"Have you seen the Eiffel Tower at night yet?" asked the only other English speaking person who'd joined the Civitatis walking tour in Paris. "No, I just arrived this morning," I answered. "It's so beautiful," she said. "You should go take a look tonight." "I want to." My mind immediately rushed back to the time a chicken foot was thrown at me when I walked down a street in Rome at night. The time my...
I don't know where my fascination with Paris came from. Maybe it started back when some high school friends visited the French capital and shared all their stories with me. Maybe it started when I read a book that took place in the catacombs. Maybe it started long before all that. I honestly don't know. I do know that every time I thought about the place, my mind would blast that Chainsmokers song and I'd...
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