My days in Paris are numbered, and so, it seems, my camera finds itself out and about more frequently.  Here are some recent highlights.


Philip, Drew, and Daniel on the escalators of the Pompidou.


Drew on a pedestrian bridge.


Drew retrieving some photos from the old school photo booth at Palais de Tokyo.


Sunset on the banks of the Seine.


Philip, Daniel, and I at sunset on the quai.


Kite flying (well, sort of) at the Parc des Buttes Chaumont.


Me, giving Philip a hair cut in my apartment.


From the old school photo booth at Palais de Tokyo, when Logan was here during his spring break.

As always, there are a variety of photo adventures over at the flickr stream.

It's hard to visit Venice and not feel like you've stepped into a postcard -- especially in winter when the waves of tourists are thin and the sun hangs low, casting an orange light over everything.  I saw the city briefly a few summers ago, but this time was even more taken with it; travel seems to delight me most when the stress of squeezing in all the famous monuments has been removed, and I'm free to wander aimlessly and lose track of time.  It is not hard to imagine Venice in the 1500s as you're strolling along the canals.  After all, the city is depicted in many paintings at the Accademia.  We only stayed in the city two days, one of them fresh off the plane and without sleep, but since it was a second visit I feel I managed to see what I came for.  I even managed to wander into some artisan book shops, which you'll get to see once I get further along in my photo editing.

We've since taken a train to Florence, where we're staying the next few days before heading to Rome.

Spent some time this weekend in the south of France picking olives and exploring castle ruins.  More photos forthcoming on flickr.

I spent this weekend in the Loire Valley touring chateaus, tasting wine, picking grapes, and hanging out on vineyards.  Plenty more to come, but I'm pressed for time tonight--more French bureaucracy to wade through early tomorrow.

À bientôt.

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Things are going better than when I last wrote.  Unfortunately I'm still trying to find the rhythm of living in Paris and regularly updating a blog.  By the time I make it home every evening my brain is usually exhausted, and what little mental stamina I have left I use to study French and read for my art history class.

Plenty of fun stuff this weekend to write about--the Marché aux Puces, a photography exhibit at the Pompidou, and a techno parade at the Bastille.

Just because Paris offers some picturesque parks and cafés as perfect locations for study sessions doesn't mean one can get by without working hard.  Today I read for several hours over coffee, then moved to the Luxembourg Gardens to soak up some sun along with the dense material.

Tour of my apartment in Paris from glynnis on Vimeo.

My class at the Sorbonne is very traditional, with only a chalkboard and long rows of slender tables.  There are about sixteen or seventeen of us.

This is the view from the classroom.  You can see the Eiffel Tower!

Taken at a stop on our bike tour.