Ghetto Living in Paris — Part Three

A view of the Eiffel Tower from the Avenue du Président Wilson exactly here. August 2010.

I am mostly putting this photo here so you know what this post is not going to be about.

The past month I spent more time than I really want to think about researching and constructing 100 word descriptions about the top sites and points of interest in Paris, France. One hundred of these 100 word descriptions later, I am a little sick of Paris, to be truthful. 

The End of May, Part One

A little nod to «Le fabuleux destin d’Amélie Poulin» — in the Butte Bergeyre Community Garden, 75019 Paris

So, the last we all gathered here together was the post before my guest post for Misadventures with Andi in which I chronicled the story of how I got to Paris. It was May 19 and it was my 42nd birthday.  About three weeks has passed since then and I have been itching to write about some of the things I have been doing. I decided the best way to go about this would be to create some photo collages and write about how it is that friendship in Paris is one of the things I love the best about Paris. Each person who has reached out in friendship to me has helped me fall a little more in love with the city. Helping myself “bloom where I am planted,” to use the very accurate if worn out expression, is exactly the purpose of this blog, and my friends have been helping me to do that. I want to share with you what has been going on to those ends here in P-Town the past three weeks.

The Little Post That Could

Janet’s patio, February 9, 2010

*chug, chug, chug, chug, CHOO CHOO!*

Oh, crikey.

It’s almost been a month! Today is March 2, 2010, and I last posted on February 4, 2010. *chuckles to self* Not exactly the way to keep a blog, I know. But, I was in the south of France for almost two weeks, from February 8th to 19th, and then February is a short month. So, out of the time that I could have blogged, there have only been 14 days available.

Oh.

That’s two weeks’ worth of time, huh. Heh.

*pauses thoughtfully*

Okay, what can I say, I am a Lame-o Blogger! *sheepish grin*

Maybe not so much, though.