What a day! I got settled into my new apartment in Paris and managed to make it there (and back, at midnight) by myself. I did a good job today, with a few minor setbacks...I took a taxi to the apartment and got inside OK. Once inside, it was dark in the hallway and I couldn't really see how to get into the elevator. So I thought, "How bad could it be carrying two heavy suitcases up four flights of stairs?" I did actually make it to the fourth floor. Of course I couldn't breathe when I got there. I'm sure my landlady thought I was just plain nuts!
A studio apartment is a lot smaller than it looks in photos. For example, the kitchen is just a closet, with folding doors in front of it so you don't know it's there. Or at least you don't know when dirty dishes are in the sink.
Actually the bathroom is nice sized, the bed looks good, and there is Wi-Fi and television, so it will be just fine for me during the brief times I'm here. If I'm not with my granddaughter, I'll be out exploring the city.
On my way back to the kids' apartment this afternoon, I "ran into" Jeanne and Juliet, out for a shopping trip. What fun to join them and play Grandma on the street. Tomorrow we will go to the morning market, then take Juliet to be weighed in the afternoon. I can already tell that this month will go quickly...
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I am just beaming on your behalf--for your visit and your blog! You go, Shari--you sound like the American grandmother is doing just great, and I bet the Paris branch of the fmaily is thriving with you there.
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