An American girl in Paris

This is tough to do on an iPad, but I'm trying.

Being an American girl in Paris is easy. I like it. People have been friendly and accommodating. People all speak English. Paris is clean, the people do not smell bad and they are not all chain smokers. All of the notions I had in my head of what the city would be were false. I was warned not to look and act like an American, not to wear jeans and tennis shoes.

I look "American" and there isn't really much I can do about it. Blondes do not really exist here. However, I have blended in bc I have refused to look like a tourist. I do no have a backpack - I have an oversized designer handbag that I tote my camera and iPad around in. I "speak" as much as a I can and remember my manners. Hello, good morning, good evening, please, thank you -- all important phrases to know. My attempts to speak French have been appreciated and everyone I have come across has smiled and immediately returned my arttempts with English. If I butcher a word then I take the opportunity to learn the correct pronunciation.

Being an American girl in Paris has been wonderful. Jason has already promised me that we will come back.


There is so much to see here that it is not possible to see it all in one trip. Seriously. Even a week long trip where we have walked through the city for 12 hours a day. This is the part where I wish I had my tennis shoes...you cannot imagine how badly my feet hurt.

When we were in Italy last spring I walked through the streets and imagined myself living there. I had not been able to imagine the same thing about Paris until yesterday. I could definitely be an American girl in Paris :)