So here we are again… I’m in Jamaica now and still get the question: So how was France?! Depending on my mood I end up bursting into French just to keep the memory of the language alive. Of course this just gets me awestruck and/or confused looks from people who don’t understand a word but still think it sounds cool. It’s pretty fun! 

I just wanted to reflect on my time living in the area referred to as Place d’Italie in the 13th quarter? (arrondissement). It was affectionately called Place d’It. On a day like this (Saturday) if I ventured out to the mall down the road I’d probably be greeted by the sound of techno music coming from a shopping cart parked outside the mall. There was always this one guy who tried to sell cds in front of Italie 2 (the mall). That section of concrete just near the round a bout was usually filled with activities of some sort: music, people, blood drives, a random lady break dancing… lol. I loved living there cause I’d describe it as a middle class or working class neighbourhood. I was happy I wasn’t in too rich of a neighbourhood where the stores were more expensive and the culture a little different. Place d’It was just my speed.

So I’m back to the states now and I have a few more posts to add reflecting on my time in Paris. Of course I had to wait on my dad at the airport for about 2hrs so it made it feel even more real that I’m back in the States. Overall, Paris was a wonderful experience though it was a little shaky at the start. I feel like I met all the awful and mean people in my first week there and then had to decide whether or not I’d make it define the rest of my time there. Thankfully it didn’t! The only sad thing is that my computer crashed right at the end of my trip and I probably lost all my data and some photos. You win some you lose some I guess… lol But ye, be back soon with some more thoughts! 

Sexion D’Assaut- I think they’re pretty good