Paris Pt. 1🇫🇷

I know it’s been a while since I’ve updated my blog. It is the holidays, and I’ve been away for a few months, so I’ve been spending time with family and my friends. Also found out this year I won’t get government funding for school, so I’ve been working a lot to try and save for tuition. I won’t buy a laptop, maybe just a fancy case and keyboard for my iPad Mini. I also have to rewrite my thesis and redo all the research which I find fun, just not now because I’m busy. Whatever, if somethings important to you you’ll make time for it.

Paris, now that I’m sitting down and thinking about it, I can’t believe I was there just a few weeks ago. The morning I left Jyvaskyla was a tough one, obviously saying goodbye to your friends, not knowing when or if you’ll ever see them again was really hard. I, however, was happy to get out of there, by the December I was pretty tired of having roommates. I decided when I booked the trip that I’d spend an entire day in Helsinki and maybe just crash at the airport. I had planned to explore the city but by the time I got there I realised my bag was to heavy for me to be walking around. I ended up just sitting in a pub and watching my beloved Manchester United get dominated by their cross-town rivals, Manchester City. It’s pretty much been downhill for them since then, but I choose to focus on the positives and … fine, there aren’t any right now. After the game, I decided to go to the airport.

Spending the night at the airport is never fun, but I did end up getting a call from my friend Kat and my mom. It was nice to hear from them and hear the excitement in their voices knowing I was coming home soon. The reason I love Finland is that I never have to worry about people taking my things. I fell asleep, and when I woke up all my stuff was there, no one touched it, you can leave a laptop unattended and not worry about it going missing. It’s what I miss the most about Finland, but who knows maybe one day I’ll go back and visit. My flight was scheduled for 8:00 am, and as I meandered around the airport I had time to get one of those neck cushions for the plane, best purchase ever! However, when I got on the flight, I had an entire row to myself and just passed out along all three seats, not using the cushion at all. This plane ride, however, was unlike any other. When I was in Rome I met a flight attendant, and I asked her about her job and when I should be worried on a plane? She said if there is turbulence and the flight attendants look stressed or worried, panic. On approach to Paris Orly, I saw a flight attendant do the sign of the cross, clutch her crucifix pendant on her chain and begin praying. Immediately I started praying and accepted that I was going to die.

Spoiler alert didn’t die. Navigating Paris Orly is pretty easy and getting to my hostel was super easy. I want to this, Toronto is a first class city with first-class amenities and services. But our metro service in Toronto is confusing as hell. My first date with my ex I took the metro downtown. I was late because I ended up getting off at the wrong stop and having to take the streetcar. The metro in here is annoying and we’ve got like four lines. Whatever, Paris has 16 lines, and I didn’t get lost once. The hostel I stayed in, The Stay-Inn, don’t stay here. While its close to the metro station, the Moulin Rouge, the Sacre-Coeur, and a number of really good restaurants… including Starbucks. Don’t stay here because of its small, the lift was barely big enough for me and the rooms were either too cold or too hot and they were small. Okay, if you’re a small person this place is for you.

My first night in Paris, I grabbed Chinese food for dinner, because that’s what I was craving, I enjoyed some wonderful French wine and went to Starbucks because I was missing home. I did very North American things, except enjoying the ride on the metro. After dinner I got on the metro because I was in Paris, it was night time, and I just had to see the Eiffel Tower. I remember when the train exited the tunnel I looked out the window, and you just see this glittering/shimmering building illuminating the sky. I was in awe; it was truly outstanding to witness. Paris has been through a lot, especially recently with all the terrorist activity and waves of immigrants flooding into the city, there is almost a feeling of anxiousness around the city. Everywhere I went that night there was a heavy police presence, multiple checkpoints for certain things, police in heavy armour, bomb-sniffing dogs and I saw a few police officers on the top of some buildings. It was something that I’m not used to but something I understand. I feel like my mom when I say this, “It’s the world we live in.”

My first night in Paris is something I won’t soon forget. Seeing Paris in the night time and at Christmas time is amazing. The lights and decorations were something to remember. I’ll have the rest of my trip up soon, just been busy with school and work, neither have been fun. I’m sorry about the lack of pictures, but for whatever reason, I can’t seem to upload them properly on my iPad. Oh well! Stay tuned I’ll have the rest of Paris and Madrid up in the next few days.

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