Here you can find all of my posts in chronological order, from when I first realised this long-meditated project in my Paris attic.
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Paris – Day 7 (TGIF!)
Victory! I took the 7.51 bus today. The roads are empty, and all the devils are snug in their beds. I feel godly. I walked the last leg from the busstop and the rush hour was just creeping in, but it was still quiet. Parents with their kids, a lady with her dog, a boy…
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Paris – Day 6
Earlier start. Arrived in time for the 7.58 bus, but either that was late, or my memory of bus times serves me poorly, for when I arrived there was only one going at 8.13. As you can imagine, having rushed out of the house once more sacrificing the morning meal, I was mightily miffed. So…
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Paris – Day 5
So, this morning commenced with a series of bad decisions. Once again I went to bed really rather late (but before midnight!) having finally been persuaded by my parents over the phone, and my girl best friend over text, that I should go and eat something. I ought to ask my landlady at what hours…
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Paris – Day 4
Today was rather rough. I did wake up happy. Ish. I went to bed sad. The homesickness hit me badly last night. After I finished yesterday’s post, I couldn’t sleep. A couple of my very close friends texted me, and I felt a little better, but the result of my feelings and imprudence I slept…
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Paris – Day 3
I wanted to write on Day 1, and I hoped to write on Day 2. Day 3 has to satisfy my inability to write on both. Well, I arrived at CDG on Saturday, after nearly missing my flight because a gentleman at LHR overheard my mother and I speaking his language, and drank a toast…
At Least Afloat 