…you learn to live with the strikes

The strikes (or "les grèves") are one of the biggest clichés about living in France.  And much like the difficulties of dealing with l'administration or the frequency with which French people say "oh la la", after you live here for a while you quickly realize that this cliché is very much true. I've seen many … Continue reading …you learn to live with the strikes

…you become a French cititzen

It has been a while since I last blogged.  Nearly two years to be exact.  In those two years, a lot has changed.  Some changes have been good, others bad.  France elected its youngest ever President, Emmanuel Macron (cf. macaron.) Colette, a favourite hang-out of fashion folk and celebrities alike, closed its doors definitively. And David Pujadas, … Continue reading …you become a French cititzen

…you get used to seeing dogs in restaurants / shops / public transport

As anyone who has spent some time in Paris will know, dogs have a special place in Parisian society.  Most striking is the way that dogs accompany their owners to places usually exclusively reserved for humans, such as restaurants, shops and public transport. Sure, we have all seen the exaggerated version of this cliché in films and TV … Continue reading …you get used to seeing dogs in restaurants / shops / public transport

…you get excited when you find a supermarket open on Sundays

Living in Paris you quickly learn that Sundays are rest days.  Largely thanks to the ever-present unions, trading on Sundays is for the most part banned in France.  Some people also cite respect for "traditional" family values as justifying the ban on trade, which makes some sense.  But it is damned annoying when it's Sunday … Continue reading …you get excited when you find a supermarket open on Sundays

…you find yourself saying “Oh là là”

It's one of the biggest clichés about the French.  In addition to wearing Breton stripes (which happens surprisingly frequently), riding bikes carrying baguettes (which happens more often that you'd expect) and wearing berets (which almost never happens), any caricature of the French will inevitably involve letting out an oh-so sing song "Oh là là".   … Continue reading …you find yourself saying “Oh là là”