Back in Town

So, I made it back to Paris after a much needed break in New York, seeing friends and family, but mainly just overeating.

I have to say that this time around, I'm feeling more positive about the task that lays before me. It may be because I have an idea now of what I need to do to make it through both grad school and Paris for 4+ months, or perhaps it's because I already know that I'll be escaping Paris for interludes outside France on a regular basis, thanks to visits from friends and trips to London with my fellow dual degree students.

But more importantly, as I said--or perhaps I am imagining me having said this already (I am on the Metro as I type this, the joys of mobile technology are without bounds)--but I have come to terms with Paris. As silly as it sounds, I only realized quite late into last semester that I could not judge Paris on the same scale as New York, or even London. There is no comparison and not should there be. As obvious as a realization that may sounds it's allowed me to finally regain that feeling of awe that I used to get when I walked around Paris during those days in junior year.

More on classes later, for now I have to see a butcher about a chicken for tomorrow night's dinner.