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I should be used to this by now. In a way, I suppose I am. I know what and how much to pack. I know what tickets I need, the times to book for. I know where to go and who to talk to. I know how to do everything in such a way that … Continue reading Home(s)

Arriving in Paris

Today I arrived in Paris, France, fresh off the Eurostar. My friend Sarah and I arrived at the station just before 3pm and spent a bit too much time wandering around in the vague direction of our hostel. We hoped we'd come across it by accident and did 180ºs when it felt like we were … Continue reading Arriving in Paris