It’s true! I have run away from home and I am living my dream in Paris. Well, not perfectly of course. It is the middle of winter, you know. It’s rainy, cold and foggy and I’ve had such a migraine since I arrived. I’ve been fully functioning in the early mornings for a few hours, then by mid-day I have a mini aneurysm, and end up sleeping until dark when I get up and head out again, missing most of the daylight.
But alas, I have had several adventures in my short three days that I’ve been here so far. Arrived Monday morning and delivered myself promptly to the studio I’m renting. It’s in one of the nicest areas of Paris in my opinion-much like the upper east side of Manhattan (and costs about the same!). It’s a 6th floor walk-up that faces a courtyard. It’s the kind of apartment that if I had a half million I’d buy in a heartbeat! Cute and cozy!