Home, Misc.

Oh, The Places I’ve Been

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Before I left France, I mailed a box home to my family. Inside this box were a number of things: letters from friends, postcards and coins I’d collected during my travels, a Ramos kit I wanted my brothers to have,  a carry on bag I was returning to my family because I’m thoughtful like that, that map of France I’d pinned places on and, finally, a scrapbook that I’d made of all the places I’d gone and things I’d done since I’d left Canada. I waited. And waited. AND WAITED. for them to get this box because I just wanted all the praise of a job well done. Unfortunately…. Continue reading

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Sweden, Travel

Sweden: Part I of an Undetermined Quantity

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Apparently it’s not exactly easy to post about extended travels. Especially when each day was a trip in and of itself and how, exactly, do travel bloggers do it? How? Because after spending five days editing the first part of my pictures (it wasn’t just editing. There was catching up on Melissa & Joey and The Newsroom and Suits and stuff. Multitasking at its finest!), I’ve spent another three wondering how, exactly,  was I supposed to start? Do I do the places I’ve gone and then separate posts for food? And what about all the pictures I took? On average, how many photos and words is a person willing to read in a blog post before they exit? (Have you already exited this post?) After thinking all of these deep, deep thoughts, I finally realized that I hadn’t actually started anything and the days were passing and so, here we are. With a lonely blog, a rambling blogger and lots to share under the cut.  Continue reading

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France, Paris

Let’s See Paris

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1. My hostel, which I would recommend.

2. Sacre Coeur

3. The Eiffel Tower, yo.

4. The War Museum

5. Was where we randomly got lost.

6. The area where the bars I went to were.

7. Notre Dame.

I feel like that’s quite literally, the most boring mini tour of a visit to Paris anyone has ever done on the internet. In my defence I would like to say that this is the first time I’ve ever done something like this and (hopefully!) next time it will be better. I am hoping to spend more time in Paris and hopefully after that, have more things to share with you guys. (This is me trying to be one of those people who have a link that says ‘Amielle’s Guide to Paris’ or something like that. I always wanted to be one of those people.) And if you have any suggestions (that that big guide book I have does not) as to what I should see next time I’m there: let me know!

I know this was supposed to be up yesterday and I know that, as this is my blog, I don’t really have to have explanations for not posting, however I will say that there are going to be some changes over the next couple of weeks and that posting may be off a little bit more than usual. Not for long and hopefully not really at all, but since you have all been so wonderful about being around and commenting, I figured I should let you know.

Things I’m Loving:

+ This travel guide – (A fun, quirky guide of a city I now want to go to.)

+ This article – (Something I never thought about before.)

+ This recipe – (My stomach started growling when I saw it.)

+ This goal – (Because I just really needed us to not lose yesterday. And my favourite player scoring was icing on that equalized cake.)

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France, Paris

The End

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These are the last pictures of Paris, I promise. The top shots are all of the War Museum. I didn’t actually go in because a.) it was too nice out and b.) not really a huge fan of looking at military things. Though, I might go back some other time. I’ve heard the interior architect is gorgeous. The next time I’m taking shorts and runners too because you know how hard it is to watch people play flag football and volleyball and half a dozen pick up games of football and not be able to play? When you grew up on playing sports outside on the grass, in the sun, it is really, really hard to stand by and watch other people play when you can’t. Really hard.

And because I’m a Star Wars nerd, I couldn’t resist taking a picture of the graffiti tag that’s everywhere around the city. Also came back to the house and found that I had mail. A Halloween letter from my sister and another from my friend Sarah. I love mail. I wish I could tell you how much I love mail.

But there it is: all of my Paris photos. I do actually have a map that I edited with the places I went. I’ll throw it up in tomorrow’s post. Promise.

Things I’m Loving:

+ This kickstarter – (The idea is wonderful.)

+ These business cards – (When you run out, it’s really not a problem.)

+ These photographs – (Food photography = some of my favourite photography.)

+ This book – (The Sun Also Rises  is one of my favourite books. And I loved learning about Hemingway through Hadley’s eyes. An easy read (it took me two days) but enjoyable.)

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France, Paris

Typical Tourist

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Basically: you don’t go to Paris and not see some things. Those things are: Notre Dame and the Eiffel Tower. That’s bordering on sacrilegious and that’s not something I was willing to mess with. I had some time before I met the expats on Saturday night and the bar was a ten minute walk from Notre Dame so I headed over. My camera actually died shortly after those shots were taken, which means that I’ll have to go back another time. Because brain imploding beauty should be attempted at being captured. (I think that sentence makes sense.) I walked everywhere Sunday (I do mean everywhere. If I’d thought this through, I’d have Photoshopped you all a little map of where I’ve been. Maybe for tomorrow’s post.) and ended up having one of those ~moments while staring at the Eiffel Tower that essentially consisted of me going, “Eleven year old me is so jealous,” and, “Holy crap, I’m here, I’m actually freaking here.” They also have the Buddy Bears in the park right now, so I went and found the France and Canada ones and I have got to say: I get the Canadian one but come on. Some of them are absolutely breathtaking and then you get to Canada and go, “I’m sorry,” like a true Canadian would.

Things I’m Loving:

+ This site – (Because laughing is good.)

+ These photographs – (Interesting documentary idea.)

+ These thoughts – (Remembering good things are good.)

+ This recipe – (I miss pumpkin. Everyone else is getting overloaded and I get none. Sigh.)

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