Month: November 2015

The Identity of a Pigeon

November 25, 2015

Despite all that has happened, Paris has almost gotten back to normal. People still go out to cafés, bars, concerts and continue to live with joy and vivacity as always. C’est toujours le bonheur à Paris. The city has a special way of rebirthing itself and igniting tiny... Read More

Growing roses from bullet holes

November 15, 2015

After staying inside for the past couple days, I started to get the sense that it wasn’t really real. That it must be happening somewhere else, somewhere far away that could only reach us from a news station, or that it was just a dream. Today I left my apartment and to... Read More

Le prochain jour

November 14, 2015

I haven’t done much today. I stayed inside (as per President Hollande’s recommendation), read, watched TV, bought groceries, and often refreshed the BBC Live Update report online. Yet by 7pm, I am exhausted. I slept very little last night due to the siren noise that... Read More

L’état d’urgence

November 14, 2015

At around 8pm this evening I went out to bring home dinner for a night in. Around 10pm I get a message from a friend in the US asking if I’m okay. A few seconds later I become aware of a chorus of sirens from outside my building and really in every direction I... Read More

The Spooky Pigeon

November 2, 2015

As the world well knows, this past weekend was Halloween! Halloween is my favorite holiday of all time. For me it ranks above Christmas, St. Patrick’s Day and my birthday. While our study abroad advisors were warning us about the homesickness that comes with the fall... Read More

The Traveling Pigeon, Part 3

November 2, 2015

Our final leg of touring around France ended on the beaches of Normandy. For me, this was the second time I walked along the shores where over 2,400 American men lost their lives. The first time was during the summer I studied abroad in high school, a time when Normandy becomes... Read More

The Traveling Pigeon, Part 2

November 2, 2015

Next on our journey across France, we left Lyon in the morning and rented a car to drive from the Rhône-Alps to Provence, the famous seaside region of France which I had heard about since childhood. I couldn’t have been more happy we rented a car. Instead of driving on... Read More

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