Il fait beau aujourd'hui... et hier... et la journée avant hier. Ce transformation est incroyable, parce que la semaine avant il faisait mal... du ciel gris, et il pleuvait. J'aime bien le soleil... je me sens plus fort, pleine d'énergie, plus heureux.
Very happily, the sun has decided to come out of its winter hibernation in Paris. The forecast for this week is sunny with highs around 11C (50F for you lazy Americans). I can't believe it's mid-February. I'm really happy about this (just in case you couldn't tell the other three times I've mentioned it).
I'm a person that believes weather can affect moods... which is terrible if you're in Paris during winter. For roughly two months straight, there was nothing but gray skies and a 35% chance of rain. It's tough to go through, and at the office, I see people going about their business sans joie de vivre. The reappearance of the sun makes me optimistic for both continued good weather and continued bonheur. April in Paris can't come soon enough.
Two colleagues from the US office got into town yesterday and we did a whirlwind tour of monuments, mais juste pour voir, pas d'entrer. It was a beautiful day and we just casually walked around the city passing by the big landmarks (arc de triomphe, champs élysées, place de la concorde, jardin des tuileries, louvre, tour eiffel). And we stopped into a restaurant to get some moules frites, which is never a bad thing (especially when they can expense it, haha).
Last week I was really grouchy. The "unpleasantness that occurred on February 3" caused me to stay up until 4:30AM, and I woke up that day at 8:00AM to go to work, which included a meeting at 9:00AM. Plus, the Frenchies heard about "the unpleasantness that occurred on February 3" and gave me crap about it. I felt like going nuts-o on the office. I was pretty much telling my colleagues "don't poke the bear". This continued into the week, but then Thursday afternoon the sun came out. And it's stayed out until today, which is a record streak for the year so far, and that's helped to lift my mood.
I really can't complain about anything right now. It's beautiful outside. Jessie and Justin are here, which gives me some friends from back home, which is very comforting, and I'm making new friends, with whom I get along very well.
I had some doubts as to my purpose here towards the end of January. I realize that Paris is not where I will be making my life, and I felt the longer I stay here, the more I would be delaying what is essentially the beginning of my life as an adult. When I took this job, I felt that I had nothing back home holding me down, giving me the freedom to pursue this experience. I've realized how wrong I was. I really miss my friends, my family, Boston, the American way of life. Now, I think I'm over that spell and am starting to enjoy being here again... although a random person on the street called me a "putain" on Saturday. The Parisians are such nice people!
A la prochaine!
PS - If you are unsure what I mean about "the unpleasantness that occurred on February 3", then you don't know me.
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