Back from Paris. There’s no way one entry in a blog could describe my experiences there. I met a lot of people—some mean, some nice and some quite strange but all were interesting. I walked everywhere—Bastille, Marais, le Quartiter Latin, Canal St-Martin, Belleville, Montmartre, les Invalides, St-Germain, Île de la Cité and Île Saint-Louis. I ate tons of cheese, pain au chocolat, and drank many bottles of vin rouge.
I spoke in French. Navigated the streets on my own. Met with old friends. And said some bitter-sweet goodbyes.
All I can say is that my first trip to Europe is one I will never forget. Pictures to follow.
Some changes have happened since I arrived back. I found a new job. Turned in a letter of resignation to my current office. Moved my things out from the East Village to Midtown East. My best friend just got engaged. Booked a flight to California in June. I’ve relatively begun seeing someone new who seems rather uncomplicated—a quality I’m quite excited for since complication tends to follow me everywhere.
My life is taking new direction. And I love it.