Shakespeare & Co. in Paris is just about the most Anglo-hipster infested establishment in Paris, but I still can’t help but go in and buy something each time I’m there, mostly because FNAC’s English book selection fucking sucks.
Every time I go into a church in Europe, I make an offering to light a candle for my family. I’m not as religious as I’m expected to be, but on Sunday I finally went to Notre Dame, not as a tourist, but to sit and pray. I made two offerings, one for my family, and one so that I could take a candle home.
It was peaceful. It was meditation. After experiencing a week where my hope, faith, and tolerance turned into resentment and annoyance, as well as having a mild existential crisis, I needed to separate myself from the flat and everything that burdened me throughout the week.
I felt better. What also made me feel better was the fact that on this candle was Comic Sans surrounding Mother Mary.
Someone needs to start explaining to me why France finds that Comic Sans is an acceptable font to use for church candles, restaurant signs, and academic hand outs.
Tom and Laura Misch - Follow
This is incredible. I still hold that Jazz music is 1.) the only kind of music that will make you feel ineffably cool and 2.) the soundtrack to your life. Maybe that’s just me. Listen to this anyway.
Yesterday I met up with Meri-Pierre for drinks, did some catching up, chatted about France life and the UC Berkeley Linguistics department.
Afterwards I went on a journey into the armpit of Paris to get delicious Mexican food. Later in the night Thibaud came over after work and we drank scotch and champagne, listened to French versions of Disney songs and discussed of course, various aspects of our respective countries (food, war, and the awesomeness of American Baseball with which he disagrees).
MØ feat. Diplo - XXX88 (Joe Hertz Remix)
Time to go adventure around Paris.
Paris, my other home.
I’m back in Paris for my winter vacation, because I’m too broke to go anywhere else at the moment. However, I did manage to rent another super rad Airbnb (and change my train ticket, both done whilst fairly inebriated). Ready to relax for days.
This is pretty much how our conversations go. It would be even worse if we were together because we probably would start fighting with swords.
The funniest part about this is the fact that talking shit to a French lord is something that actually exists in my life. (LOL THERE’S NO FRENCH MONARCHY THO, BITCH.)
But y’all can start calling me Lady Samantha anyway.
I had the most amazing telephone call with my cousin Jenny. She’s two years older than me and we lived down the street from each other so we were practically forced into best friendship. We have the most ridiculous inside jokes. When we were around 10 years old, we had a pretty big grunge/alternative music phase, but we also danced around her house listening to Ace of Base and Mariah Carey. We also had a really big video game arcade phase. Sometimes she’s the only person in the whole world who will find something as hilarious as I do.
Family will always support you, inspire you and make you feel better. They will always, always be there for you. I’m truly blessed to have such a fucking ridiculous, hilarious, and loving family.
Peggy Lee & Mel Torme - Bless You
I’ve been feeling really off today, but Jonathan always has a way of restoring some balance in my life with songs he tells me to listen to. Bless him and his amazing taste in music.
It’s the little things.
Wednesday Madeleine and Brittnee came to Lyon to visit me so we kinda went out super crazy on Thursday (The Monkey Club, La Maison Mère, La Gratineé). Did a lot of catching up and making new awesome memories!
Last night my girls & I were cordially invited to a soirée chez Benjamin by Olivier, le Roi des Hipsters. Met a lot of cool people, saw some of his friends whom I haven’t seen in months, then he and I ended up on a post-party adventure through the Presqu’île. Two grown up kids being goons in the empty streets of Lyon.
New Order - Ceremony
I got a text today from my cousin Sharon saying she heard this song on her way to work and thought of me. When she was in Lyon visiting me last month, I told her that this (or some variation of it) would be the song I would walk down the aisle to if I ever get married.
She likes to make fun of me because I love Hall & Oates and Fleetwood Mac’s Dreams is one of my favorite songs to karaoke. (P.S. her favorite band is The Dave Matthews Band).