While my Paris posts are hardly over (stay tuned to hear about adventures in Montmartre), I wanted to write a little farewell post before leaving the country, so I thought I’d share a little round up of Parisian photos through the lens of my iPhone. After some last minute packing and a few loads of laundry, my month here in the City of Light will be over and my journey back to the states will officially begin. Feeling so bittersweet this morning…I’ve always felt romantic about Paris but now this city will hold an entirely new nostalgia that is going to be hard to shake once I’m back on American soil. How am I supposed to wake up without the smell of freshly baking baguettes flooding my nostrils? What happens if I want a 3-euro bottle of wine at dinner? Who will smile and nod knowingly at my broken french before responding with a grammar correction or directions to a bar in the most fantastically français voice? What will I gaze up at in the night sky when La Tour Eiffel is no longer lighting up my horizon? It’s really hard to hop a metro and check out the nearest bobo chic neighborhood or picnic on Le Canal St. Martin when you’re all the way across the Atlantic. And I know it will take some time to get used to waiters rushing you around every meal out at a restaurant…oh and what’s that, America? You say don’t have fromage et charcuterie plats on every corner?! I’m never coming home!
But of course, seeing my family and friends, taking a nice long shower, sleeping in my own bed and losing all these “paris pounds” are all great motivations for not missing my flight this afternoon. So, thank you so much for all of the wonderful memories, new friends, and incroyable experiences you have given me, Paris, et à bientot!
Sometimes when I’m surfing Instagram, I find a photo I love so much that I have to take a screenshot of my phone. This leaves me with a lovely little collection of insta-screenshots that make me smile whenever I see them. Remembering the notion that “sharing is caring”, I thought I would start a new type of post in which I share these little gems with you.
Enter Instaluvin. Brought to you by my instagram obsession and my love of the iPhone’s ability to photogram its own screen.
So what do you think? Are youuu instaluvin? Yay or nay?
While looking through tagged pictures from Facebook’s past, I stumbled upon this screenshot taken by my roommate. It’s a snippet of a conversation we were having a few months ago as I was sat in the podiatrist’s office, waiting to undergo some slightly painful toe-prodding as a temporary fix for my ballerina problems:
It’s strangely funny to look back now on my joking about amputation, after having actually amputated part of the bone in that very toe! At the time it seemed completely outlandish, but now that the surgery is done and I’m walking (not limping!) down the road to recovery, I can’t help but feel a bit bad for my poor, sad little baby toe. Heal soon, little toe, so we can go back to this soon…
…if you could be all better by next week that would be fantastic. Thank you very much.
The rest of my body
(Yes, I just addressed my baby toe, pleaded with it, and signed off “from the rest of my body”…I realize how weird I am. And I think I’m okay with it.)