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Home sweet home, from the long showers to the shitty reality tv. After a long absence away, it seems nothing could be better than home.




Yesterday morning I woke up with a two cats and a dog at the foot of my queen size bed. How I missed this bright yellow room! It is a big change coming from sleeping on a single mattress on the floor for 4 months in a tiny Parisian apartment to this life of a princess. Don't get me wrong. Paris is magical but at the same time I can't help but feel some of the magic is a bit commercialized and some minor details about Paris are somehow frequently forgotten.

For example: Toilet seats: since when are toilet seats a luxury in modern day Europe?

Immigrants: Tour books never mention the thousands of African and Middle Eastern men who would love nothing more than to pick on you on the street. But don't be scared. Most of them are harmless.

Public Transportation: the metro is the most convenient thing in Paris but why does everyone seem to be trying so hard to avoid eye contact with one another. It's like a game of thumb war that never ends. "Dodge, leap, right, left, look at my shoes... hmmm.. what time is it?, should I pull out my book?..., I think I'll go for the spaced out look...,Homerun: Finally off the train!!"

The benefits of home are glorious. Singing at the top of my breath in the car continues to be one of my favorite hobbies. These lungs needed some exercise after daily secondhand smoke. The view of the mountains and the city are comfortably recognizable and for the next few weeks I plan on relaxing with friends and living a healthy and familiar life style.