My last weekend was everything I could’ve hoped for. It started with a little reunion with these two, Annie (on the right) my great friend Clem’s younger sister who is currently on exchange, coincidentally just down the road from me, and Clara, a frenchie from Burgundy who was on exchange in Australia two years ago. We started with a tea at the mosque before grabbing falafels and vintage shopping our way through the Marais (they are clenching the bags as evidence of our succes).

Afterwards I headed out to the suburbs to Anneliese’s place where I was invited to stay the night as she had to babysit. So there we sat eating jelly and chocolate watching In Bruges. It was so fabulous watching it now, the first time since I visited it. On the Sunday we decided to do the free Sandeman’s tour, a tour I did my second day in France, as well as in numerous cities around Europe. It was so great doing it now that my perspective of Paris has altered. The tour also provided us with some little surprises such as stumbling upon a very lively Cote-Ivorian manifestation at Palais-Royal and an overflowing Seine, flooding part of the boardwalk along the banks.

After a quick duck home to decorate le sapin (the Christmas tree), I went back out to, for one last time, do our cheap Sunday night movie, this time we saw De Vrai Mensonges, Audrey Tatou’s new romcom.