And so to Paris....

So it would appear that I am, in fact, the worst blogger in the world. Ever! BUT I intend, having resurrected this from the ashes, to keep it going ever so slightly more regularly while I'm in Franceland.

I arrived on thursday to my lovely house for dwarves (tis so teeny) and proceeded to shove everything i own into whatever storage i could find...there isn't very much but somehow I have triumphed and everything now has a place to live, I'll just have to be careful not to go too mad and buy too much stuff! Lis and Jon came round with flowers (which very sadly have now met their end as the flat is constantly at the temperature of the sun...and they went crispy) and twas lovely to see them. David joined us later after he'd finished work and we went out for a meal with vati at a bistro round the corner...

I don't think I could have had a richer or more french meal if I'd tried. Twas delicious, but i was in physical pain by the end of it and could feel my arteries screaming insults at me. We had snails to start (which were yummerooni after I'd got over my original squeamish "uuuurgh it's a mollusc" thing) and then I had what was laughingly called a "hamburger" but was actually incredibly rare steak, topped with parma ham, topped with foie gras, topped with a fried egg, with a piece of fried bread on the side. Mmmmm healthy! And THEN, realising I'd just eaten about a week's intake of fatty goodness I did what any self respecting young parisienne would do....I ate an enormous creme brulee :)

So yes....didn't sleep very well as my bed is a bit hard to get used to...as it's up in the air, v close to the ceiling so you have to do a strange worm type dance to get in it comfortably, and once you're in it it's flipping difficult to get out again in a hurry. Let's hope there's never a fire! Think I've cracked it now though.

The weekend was filled with practical stuff: banky phonecardy stuff, but spent some time with Boy also. Then yesterday I started work. Spent the morning being terrified, and then got there and did all of about 40 mins work before being whisked out to a picnic lunch with my boss and his kids, one of whom spent some of the time marching a magnetic koala up and down on my head. Am sure Lois Lane never had that trouble.

Today was more journalisty, did some research for a couple of articles and then after work went for an explore. Found a fabby bookshop on the left bank and bought a guidebook of Paris, showing you where to go that's a)amazing and b) cheap. Huzzah. Am going to peruse that later methinks. Right....must go to the supermarket as last time I got wildly overexcited by the frenchness of everything and bought lots of food but no meals....ho hum.

Will post something slightly more coherent soon (ish)

Jenjen xx