Totally Frenched Out

From the blogger formerly known as Samdebretagne

Monday, August 11, 2008

I've been laying in bed for the past half hour trying to fall asleep. Funnily enough, that's also what I was doing at this time yesterday - but because I'd just gotten home, not because a client called me way too early.

I think I'll work these past 24hrs backwards. Last night, I went to see the perfect apartment - a little more than 40m2 (huge for Paris), furnished, on the top floor of the building with a balcony and vue sur Paris for only 600€ per month. I figured there had to be a catch, and there was - it's about a ten-minute walk from the metro and is in a sort of dodgy neighborhood filled with all sorts of back alleys. The apartment itself is lovely - nice furniture, good color scheme, lots of light - but the building is in bad condition and looks like an HLM (which it very well may be, given the price). I just did not feel safe enough there, despite the great price.

Lots of people have been asking about the hôtel de ville place - I sent them another email yesterday and they replied back saying the girl is now thinking about staying. Either I was too convincing when I told her how hard it was to find a new place or she was too convincing when telling me what a great place it was. Either way, it sucks and my housing search continues.

Yesterday afternoon, I finally met the lovely Princesse Ecossaise and her dear Frog Prince. They came into Paris and we had an over-price drink at a café, walked through the Luxembourg gardens and then went to a movie ("Le premier jour du reste de ta vie" - I recommend it). It was so nice to finally meet them and I look forward to hanging out again soon. I promise to not be semi-hungover next time though!

Now on to why I was getting home at 7:30am. So. Saturday night, Kendra and I met up with Laura (ex-assistant and blogger) and her friends on another péniche. The soirée started off a bit boring - there weren't as many people there as last week, the food wasn't great and the drinks were hella pricey. But the company was good, which made up for a lot. Some of the girls left to catch the metro and the organiser was ribbing Kendra and I for having stayed in the same seat all night and not mingling, so we got up and started walking around. We ended up talking to these three boys - one French, the other two half-French, half-English. They were all really cool and we hung out with them for the rest of the night, dancing until the boat/boite closed at 6am. After that, we all walked back along the Seine and watched the sun rise over Paris - is there anything more beautiful? Going from place de la Concorde to St Michel by foot took quite a while but we still took the time to grab a last drink at a café at place St Michel before parting ways.

It was a great night, and it reminded me a lot of being in the US and hanging out with the guys, talking and laughing, and not feeling pressured in any way. We didn't get their numbers at all - it was one of those one-time things I think. Though now I'm sort of regretting not asking for the number of the Frenchie, he was cute and really nice and I could do with seeing him again. ;) Either way though, as I lay in bed that morning with daylight streaming through the window, I thought "If only Fab and his friends could see little old coincée me now - they'd never believe it!" It's nice to realize that I'm not really secretly a 50 year old woman like they accused me of being - it was just the company I was keeping.



Blogger Le Tigre in France said...

It was TOTALLY the bad company you were dare they say that to you! Losers from Bretagne...

August 11, 2008 at 8:35 AM  
Blogger eastcoastsnob said...

OMD!!! See you found one you liked. Esp. after an evening of listing all the cons of french boys!! Too funny! That's great that you had a good time!! My friends said that they had a great time and were glad for the invite. Jess and Ellie did feel bad for leaving without saying good-bye. They hope you didn't think them rude. So they told me to apologize. It was great to meet you and I hope all goes well. And good luck with the "copy machine" install. haha!

August 11, 2008 at 11:36 AM  
Blogger Princesse Ecossaise said...

Awww I'm in your blog post weeee! Hey Sam was so good to finally meet you yday. Can't wait to party with ya, although having trouble finding other guests for Friday as all FP's friends are mysteriously out of town. Hmmm something we said?

Anyway I'll be in touch about that, hopefully there will be some takers, but if not maybe we could come back to Paris and go out somewhere to party? (there are a few meet ups on in Paris on the 15th) Well anyway, if you have any suggestions lemme know, but one things for sure WE GOTTA PARTY!!!

p.s told a colleague today that I met an american girl from Minnesota, guess what the first thing she said was...Brendan and Brenda!!!! I bust a gut laughing.

August 11, 2008 at 8:18 PM  

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