A Stroll Along the Seine
We at last arrived in Paris late Wednesday evening, weary from our train-bus-plane ride across the channel and onto the continent. Praying my five years of French classes had not gone to waste, i led...
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I picked a French name for myself on the first day of French 1 – Céline, because it had an accent in it which made me feel tremendously exotic and française. Within two weeks we’d covered hellos and...
View ArticleMagical Montmartre.
I thought the magic of Paris was wrapped tight in the Eiffel Tower; intricately woven, measured but unexpected. Then i thought it was a potion concocted by the Seine wrapping itself around the islands...
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