Louvre (wanted to see Mona in person you know). Deep conversations at Mojita & Bob bar. Dancing at Le Pop In(again). Being photographed at Mille neuf cent soixante neuf(1979) club aka “Get in girls”. Yummy currys/Tikkas/Kourmas/Masalas, condiments, Raita and naan at Madras in a “Yalla” area of Paris. Poem/songwriting. Vintage-shopping in Abbesses. “Extra chaud” Grande Latte’s at Starbucks(A trillion times). Poem/songwriting. Kooka Boora coffee shop. Eating REALLY good Pizza at a super-autentic and adorable little Italian restaurant called Drogheria Pizzeria. Giving Post-it notes to strangers. Dates at Cafe Martini. Dancing and Jack Daniels&Coke at Showcase. Poems by Victor Hugo. Receiving much awaited packages from our loved once in Norway. Coffee in the sun at Ile-St-Louis. Spending time with our roommate’s cute tall and blond brother. Realizing that we are one of those “kvinner som sliter med uønsket adferd ved egen omsorg”(haha). Cinema at Les Halles. Getting sick of our touristy neighborhood, and the pushy vendors. Meting old aquaintances of ours at random places in Paris. Couting the days before christmas. Being grateful of what we have experienced and are experiencing every day here in this great city.
Ops. We’ve been so busy we absolutely neglected our poor blog( and our devoted readers – yes, we know you’re our there, and we know who you are. We <3 you )
Summer went away for a couple of weeks, but now surprisingly enough it is back again, only with more beautiful color tones in the nature. Walking around Paris, by the Louvre, The Seine, and in the Jardin du Tuileries (AKA our neighborhood/block) everything is so beautiful looking, it makes us want to cry. (Partly because of the beauty, and partly because in X amount of days, we have to leave all this. Fuck.)
C’s family came to visit last week, and we ate out on restaurants for breakfast+lunch+dinner, talked for hours about anything and everything, and it was supersupersuper nice to see them again<33
And to sum up everything else that has been going on;
Found incredible coffee in Paris, been at 4 dates, been at the bar La Perle A LOT, been at homeparties, Danced the entire night away with CRAZY people at Le Truskel, sneaked around, texted, contemplated if one of us soon have to tick the “in a couple” in stead of “single” box, taken TONS of pictures, eaten Läkerol pastills C’s family brought(HAVE CRAVED THOSE!), told people “white lies”, Been drunk, listened to 50 & 60′s music on spotify all day every day on loud volume in our apartment, kissed, gotten our beloved roommate Anne back, been at a friends concert, partied by The Seine, laughed a lot, had presentations in class(both sucked!), been at a couchsurfing event, shopped in vintage stores, given away our phonenumber, Been at a super cute park in Paris with lakes and mountains and small kids on ponys and swings and a little circus, met guys who we thought were norwegian, met guys who think we were russian/dutch/italian… and well, yeah – had fun. Haha.
Apartment viewing. Maroccan/Middle-eastern decorations. Dans le vingt arrondissement? Mais Non! Metro home to our touristy neighborhood. Yaaaawn! Early morning. School. Time schedule. Different classes! Metro. Walking. Bonjour! Madame Miginiac. Madame Guilimont. Je suis Norvegienne! Shakespeare and Company. Reading in a park. Tired. Metro. “Honey, I’m hooome!” What’s for dinner tonight? Good night. ZZzzzzZZz. Rise and Shine! Jogging in Parc du Tuileries. Shower. School. Test?! J’habite dans le premier arrondissement. Phonetics classes. Metro. Walking. Rain, Rain, Rain! Toro soup & youplait for dinner. STUDENTLIFE. (But Party tomorrow, friday, saturday AND sunday, wohoo!)
