Je suis arrivé à Paris

I’m finally getting around to posting pictures from the first days. Unfortunately I had to recreate my blog because of cyber-vandals. Previous posts will eventually be upload, I hope.

Lots of things to talk about: the French fascination with Natalie Portman and Lebron James, sleepless jet-lagged nights, scarves, and a tiny apartment. I’ll focus on the last one and some scenery from walking around town.

Here’s where I live. I’m between the 9th and 18th arrondissements, or districts. Nearby are the Moulin Rouge and the Sacre Coeur Church. This is also a very busy neighborhood. My property managers advertised the apartment as “on a quiet street.” I’m starting to believe that there are no quiet streets, especially when they are 1 block from one of the busiest intersections in the city. Nevertheless, I am well situated to see a fun part of the city and have easy access to tons of busses and metros.

Some images from a shortish walk.

In the last one you cannot see the Eiffel Tower. That’s because Paris is so unbelievably huge that it impossible to get all the good stuff in a single photo.

Some of you have heard about my apartment. I’m living here until November 5th, when I’ll move closer to the office and more central in Paris. That apartment was occupied prior to that date, giving me an excuse to live in two distinct, thriving districts.

It is about 218 square feet or 20 square meters. The “loft” bed makes the room feel much bigger than it is – until I go to sleep of course. The ceiling is too low for me to sit up in bed. There are a couple of reasons I’m not looking forward to those nights when I drink too much wine. Plus the skylight is right above my face! That wasn’t clear in the listing :(. I have a futon couch for anyone who wants to visit.

I did get a nice view after the rain yesterday

I’ve been doing a lot of walking of course. Paris streets are not long, they intersect with another street every few blocks, nor are they in a grid. In fact, a city map is most helpful. Regardless, it is fun just to walk around and take pictures. Sometimes the smells in the city are great; sometimes they are… what is the opposite of great?

There is a bar in Austin called Black Sheep Lodge. My brother will enjoy seeing this one. The black cat reminds me of an image my mom had hanging when I was in high school.

Here are some pictures from walking around. The small streets are nicer neighborhoods (and much more expensive)

I wanted to save these for last. There are 10 photos like this. You’ll have to check out the entire album if you want to see them all though. Turns out the French like sex a lot. In their defense, this is just one street. Who’s up for a good time?

My favorites are the Erotic Supermarket and Erotic Museum. Check out the others (and the rest of the photo album) here

Lastly, you can’t walk down a street like that without visiting a church afterwards. I never get tired of visiting Saint Michel de Notre Dame