…you *nearly* buy an apartment in Paris

At this point I feel like I’ve been through all of the emotions of confinement.  The adrenaline.  The fear.  The blind forwarding of memes.   The inexplicable panic-buying of canned goods I don’t even usually buy (we currently have no less than six cans of chick peas in our pantry and so far we have made … Continue reading …you *nearly* buy an apartment in Paris

…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