Food is as you might already know, my favorite subject of all. Especially food in Paris. There are so many amazing places to discover in this beautiful city, that even after spending most of my life there, I still haven’t even tried half of the restaurants.
Montreal is not my favorite city. I’ve lived there for a few years, and I usually go there two times a year to see my family, but I never really got that special feeling about it.
I am leaving tomorrow on a whim, and my neat-freak
ass is going crazy with packing. I cannot feel relaxed when things around me aren’t in order and perfectly organized, and this even when it comes to packing. Organizing a suitcase is the worst for some people, but for me it is a process.
Cold nights and friends at the Empire Hotel.
As a Parisian, I am used to see people admiring my city and dreaming about living there. Well, I lived in Paris for years, and honestly there’s nothing crazy about it. People are annoying, they never smile and are always in a rush (wow this is kind of me too). Two months ago I moved to the Big Apple.