A day in the life

I will start this post off by apologizing for not having written sooner. I see this blog as a vehicle to pass on information about the fun and exciting things that happen to me here in France, and lately, well… there just hasn’t been anything fun and exciting to write about. I live here now. I'm just going through the motions like you guys are. The other day my mom asked me what I had been doing lately (I assume she was expecting a typical French story involving a mime, an accordion and ends with me wearing a beret). I had nothing to really tell her so I reminded her that “I live here now; my days are probably as un-eventful as yours are in Montreal”. So for those of you who find yourselves wondering what Sophia’s up to over in France, I thought I’d make it easy for you and let you in on my daily regime.

Firstly, I wake up; usually around 10h30. I make a French press full of Costa Rican coffee and throw a bit of yesterday’s baguette in the oven. Then I make my way into the living room (coffee and baguette in hand) to chill out and enjoy 40 minutes of uninterrupted Newport Beach. After that, I will either read my book (in case you’re wondering, I’m currently reading The Namesake – thanks Lisa) or check my email and my Facebook and the rest of the internet to see how your side of the world is doing. (If it’s a day where I have to work, this is probably the part where I would go to work and return – exhausted – at around 19h30) Then I hear Sarah’s voice in my head tell me to “get outside and do something, it’s a beautiful day”. So I reluctantly muster up the energy to get up and do something, and see what’s going on in the world outside of my apartment. I go on walks exploring the new neighborhood in which I live, I try to go to museums, to the movies, sometimes I people watch or I’ll rent a bike and check out the ‘other side of the river’. Then I’m usually home by 5 or 6, have chat with the roommates about their day, figure out what to have for dinner and the go to the supermarché to pick it up. Then I cook dinner and we eat at around 8pm. Once that’s all over, we watch a downloaded episode of Skins or How I Met Your Mother and then decide what we’ll do that night. The usual nightly activity often seems to involve Guitar Hero or going out for a drink somewhere.

So there you have it, a day in my life abroad. Exciting enough for ya?