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Why Living in Paris Requires English Grammatical Expertise

November 9, 2011 · by Nikki

As the resident native English speaker at my office, I regularly have conversations like this one:

“Hey, Nikki…?”

“Yes…?”

“Do I say ‘lit?’ Or is it ‘litten?'”

“Um. Excuse me?”

“You know. Is ‘lit’ an irregular verb?”

“What are you trying to say? What’s the sentence you want to form?”

“No. I just want to know if it’s irregular.”

“It’s not litten. It’s lit.”

Though I have, as almost all American students have at one point or another in their high school careers, studied grammar–and currently think myself to be an excellent (though not perfect) user of it–I no longer recall exactly which verbs are irregular and which are regular. Do I use verbs correctly? Of course! But can I list for you even five irregular verbs in the English language without consulting my trusty friend Google or beginning to conjugate a lengthy list of verbs in my mind? No.

Because English is my mother tongue (Oh no! Starting a sentence with ‘because’ is a huge grammatical no-no! But don’t worry, I’m finishing the sentence with an independent clause. Ahh! Starting a sentence with ‘but’ is a definite no-no! But it’s okay, seeing as how this is an informal blog, and none of you are here to actually read about English grammar.), these rules are no longer rules to me. I live and abide by them. They are burned into the depths of my mind. Sort of like the rule that says you’re not supposed to steal. I don’t think about it. I just don’t steal. So now my knowledge of the ins and outs of English is being tested and I must say… Mrs. Smith probably wouldn’t be very proud.

And I’m only telling you about the verbal interrogations I receive.

On the flip-side, I look forward to the days when I will be asking for the past participle form of some seldom-used French verb to my friends. Revenge is best served verbally, no? 🙂

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Dating, French Kissing and Finding a Frog Prince

October 14, 2011 · by Nikki

The saying goes “You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince,” but in France you may only have to kiss one. Because as soon as you do you’re committed. Whether you know it or not… Read More →

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Things I Learned This Week (from the Flu)

September 30, 2011 · by Nikki

I had two posts that I planned to publish this week, but they are still waiting as lowly drafts thanks to the stomach flu that decided to grace me with its presence. But while I was laid up for a few days, I learned some interesting things, so I thought I’d share…

  1. I forgot how much I love the show Friends.
  2. I miss American-style grilled cheese (why on earth…?!).
  3. There is a very nice, English-speaking doctor not too far from where I work. Victory!
  4. Crappy French daytime TV is better than Glee in English. Yeah, I went there.
  5. Spending three days in my own head is enough to create unnecessary problems.
  6. When strangers show up unexpectedly in your home for some obligatory service you were unaware you needed to have done while you are sweating and trying not to get sick, you will most certainly begin to feel worse.
  7. Being ill is much more difficult to endure when it’s absolutely gorgeous outside.
  8. I can handle a fever. I can handle an upset stomach. I can handle body aches. But combine the three and you can call me Ms. Cranky Pants.
  9. Toast with a super-thin layer of PB works best for me as my safe-for-the-stomach food.
  10. Being told you look pretty when you feel (and undoubtedly look) like death is probably the best medicine. EVER.
Next week, I promise to deliver some slightly more entertaining posts on packing (because no one I know is organizationally-inclined when it comes to travel) and a brief recap of my trip to Amsterdam. Stay tuned 😉

Ciao!

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Things I Learned This Week (And Last)

September 23, 2011 · by Nikki

  1. Many drinks in Paris are served with candy as an accompaniment.
  2. “The real party starts at 7am” (At least, that’s what I’m told).
  3. Not all expat bars are created equal.
  4. You’re not supposed to eat chocolate when drinking wine (aaahhhh!).
  5. It’s not important to win every fight (I think I’m still learning this one).
  6. A (fake) mustache is the secret ingredient to making a great party.
  7. September in the Netherlands requires my winter wardrobe.
  8. If you can drive in Amsterdam, you can drive anywhere.
  9. I can still function on three hours of sleep… though I’d prefer not to have to.
  10. Alcohol + heels + bicycles = a bad idea.
  11. When friends are coming to visit early in the morning, set the alarm.
  12. There’s a decent following of American Football fans in Paris!
  13. I am not a huge fan of grappa. Yet.
  14. If I spill one glass of wine on someone, there’s a good chance I’ll spill another. 😦
  15. In Amsterdam, a sign reading “pin storing” actually means “We apologize for any inconvenience, but credit cards are not accepted at this register.” See the obvious connection?
  16. In the US some of us have been taught that trust can only be given after it has been earned. The French don’t work this way.
  17. Seeing good friends in other countries is just as fun (if not more) as seeing them in your own.
  18. There’s a Frank song for every occasion (including, but not limited to, dancing in living rooms).
  19. Writing notes to myself serves as an effective method for clearing my head.
  20. When you’re really happy, even work doesn’t feel like work (but you still can’t wait for the end of the day)! 🙂
Ciao!
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Fact & Fiction about the French

September 15, 2011 · by Nikki

As I was preparing for the big move to Paris earlier this year, I received countless “words of wisdom” (read: warnings) about French people and their culture. Now that I’ve been here a while, I have a pretty good understanding of which French stereotypes hold true, and which have more holes than that piece of Swiss cheese you just ate, which probably came from Ohio. It’s time to set the record straight.

Stereotype: The French Hate Americans

FICTION

First of all: this may have been true in other eras (I’ve had more than one conversation about the opinions of America during GW’s glorious reign), but my personal experience has yielded very positive encounters with anyone who learns of my nationality. Second of all: It’s important to remember that a) just a short time ago, Americans called French fries Freedom fries, French toast Freedom toast, and so on, in an attempt to vocalize distaste over France’s choice not to join us in (a stupid/pointless/unnecessary) war with Iraq, and b) much of the previous negativity directed at Americans comes from us living with a set of our own stereotypes that the rest of the world has created. So I can confidently say that the French have been très tolérant of Americans given the treatment we’ve shown them throughout the course of our co-existence following American independence (which, by the way, America would not have had without French support).

Stereotype: Pretty Much No One In France Is Fat

FACT

The rumors are true: The French consume more wine, cheese, bread, pasta or pastries than most Americans I know, and yet they are all thin. Most that I know personally exercise very little. What’s the secret? PORTIONS. The French have this very impressive way of consuming food and drinks more slowly, appreciating each sip or bite, allowing themselves to really taste what they’re putting into their bodies. When this happens, they don’t eat as much because they feel satisfied. The difference between “full” and “satisfied” could be a few dress sizes.

Plus food here is much more simple. Less chemicals. Little to no hormones. Fresh. It’s wonderful 🙂

Stereotype: The French Are Rude/Arrogant

FICTION

They don’t smile at you if they don’t know you. They are very direct when they do (i.e. “Yes, you look bad in that dress” type of direct). Despite these differences in communication, I find French people to be warm, friendly, inviting, and some of the most helpful I’ve encountered. All I can say is that I can’t imagine getting as much help as I did when I moved here if I were a foreigner moving to the United States.  So does this make the French rude, or are Americans just sensitive?

Stereotype: Everyone in France Smokes Like a Chimney

HALF FACT, HALF FICTION

Not everyone in France smokes. In fact, most people I know do not. However most of the ones that do smoke A LOT.

Stereotype: French Guys Are Feminine

FICTION

They care about how they look. They dress better than I do. Their shoes are more expensive than mine. They wear scarves in the summer. They think flowers are beautiful. And shopping with one of them is the equivalent to shopping with a hoard of fashionable girlfriends. And they do it all while still exuding a serious amount of manliness.

What makes them not feminine is the fact that they don’t care if you think they are manly or not (among other things). Somehow the lack of excessive assertions of masculinity serves as a pretty good indicator of masculinity. Who knew?

Stereotype: French Tempers Flair More Than Hairstyles in the 70s

FACT

It’s happened to me more than once that I’ll be in the middle of a conversation with someone and suddenly voices are raised and faces are red. Most of the time I didn’t even see it coming. And these aren’t just political or religious conversations. I’m talking “what kinds of flowers should you plant in a garden” kinds of conversations. But there are just as many reasons to love the passionate French as there are to fear them, and the storm passes just as quickly as it strikes. Like the old adage about weather in the month of March: their tempers come in like a lion and go out like a lamb.

Stereotype: French Women Don’t Shave

FICTION

Fortunately.

Stereotype: The French Are Very Sexual

FACT

Of course I am from “puritan America” where sex is largely censored in the media, sex education in schools  is still extremely controversial, and nudity on most beaches is illegal, so my views are inherently biased. But I have never heard people talk so openly about their (very active) sex lives before. Sex is on TV, sex is in the movies, sex happens. Here, it’s just part of life and not some taboo topic you can only discuss with girlfriends or after too many glasses of wine.

Stereotype: The French Hate Anyone Who Doesn’t Speak French

FICTION

This statement couldn’t be further from the truth. English is taught in schools starting at a young age, and a lot of people I’ve met are happy to practice their English with a native speaker. What they do hate is when they are approached in their own country and spoken to only in English, with the offender thereby making the assumption that a person can and does speak English. I don’t think this is such a hard concept to grasp, actually… can you recall a time when you’ve been somewhere in America and someone starts trying to talk to you only in Spanish, Chinese or some other foreign language? Your reaction was probably “Come on, we’re in America!”

However, if you make even the smallest attempt to speak French, the effort is typically well-received  and often the conversation turns to English quite easily and with no ill-will.

So there you have it. Maybe I’ll write a future post on some of the stereotypes the French have of Americans and share them. Some might be true, others might only be good for a laugh, but in the end it’s the exploration of each other’s cultures that’s really insightful.

Ciao!

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Things I Learned This Week (And the Week Before)

September 2, 2011 · by Nikki

  1. You can drink alcohol in public in Paris.
  2. I cannot walk from the arrondissement where I work to the one where I live after dark.
  3. I understand more French than I think I do.
  4. The guy at the salad bar I frequent has a crush on me.
  5. The view from Montparnasse Tower is pretty spectacular!
  6. Cocktails are sometimes referred to as cocktails, but other times are referred to as “long drinks.”
  7. A PlayStation 3 purchased in the US and plugged into an outlet in Paris will not blow up/catch on fire/self-destruct.
  8. Eastern Europeans wear their wedding rings on their right hands, and now some Western Europeans are following suit.
  9. I enjoy running with a running partner! (And, subsequently, I also learned that I can run further and for longer while with one.)
  10. Fresh baguette + goat cheese = pure bliss (and my friend Célia tells me I need to try adding honey)
  11. Sometimes you just have to let go. And sometimes you just have to trust people.
  12. Rain during a picnic does not necessarily ruin said picnic.
  13. I don’t know anything about life.
  14. Black sheath dress + black heels + metro at night = uncomfortable
  15. Sometimes the best sentences are spoken without using words.
  16. The tolerance required to consume as much wine as is common in French culture is higher than my own. But I’m working on it.
  17. No, I don’t care that you are from NYC and used to be in a band. And no, I won’t go to a concert with you tomorrow. (Something I learned, but the guy did not)
  18. Sharing a dinner table with strangers is a recipe for a good time… even if you don’t speak their language.
  19. Sophia thinks I sing “like a Disney Princess.” (Is that good or bad?)
  20. I LOVE laughing. And when other people laugh. And when we laugh together.
  21. I miss the NFL like WOAH. (Must… find… way… to attend… yearly… Patriots game!!! Ugh!)
  22. Things change fast. Roll with it.
Ciao!
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Things I Learned This Week

July 27, 2011 · by Nikki

  1. Despite my initial reluctance to spend too much time with Anglophones in France, I’ve discovered that being around them while sharing the experience of foreign exploration is really fun.
  2. I can successfully host guests in my home.
  3. Life is fragile.
  4. Don’t put your personal belongings on the table at a restaurant in a touristy area if you wish to continue owning them.
  5. I love receiving hand-written letters! (Thanks Mom 🙂 )
  6. I’ll wait until I speak better French before I get another manicure in Paris.
  7. After living here for nearly three months I finally had my first fresh baguette – and I learned that everything they say about the bread in France is true 🙂
  8. Few things beat having a washer/dryer in your home.
  9. I really enjoy writing.
  10. It really is a (big) small world…
Next stop: the USA! I’ll be returning to the States for a whirlwind adventure filled with nuptials, nonsense and reunions with friends and families.
Ciao!
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Things I Think I Learned The Last Few Weeks

July 6, 2011 · by Nikki

  1. Ask first. Buy later.
  2. Having to rely on others isn’t so bad. Although I still don’t like it.
  3. Beautiful flowers are available for delivery in Paris. From at least two different vendors.
  4. Teams winning championships while I’m not there to celebrate isn’t so bad. Although I still don’t like it.
  5. Men here pee outside. During the day. While sober.
  6. Spending 7 hours in the sun with 90 degree temps and no way to cool down will result in more than just a nice tan.
  7. The French equivalent to FML = VDM (for those who are acronym-deficient, please inquire within)
  8. A good playlist goes a long way.
  9. Sending snail mail is just as good as receiving it. (Which is good, because I haven’t received any – hint hint!)
  10. Prince is an amazing performer – and at 53 what he does on stage becomes even more impressive.
  11. I miss Netflix.
  12. Do all your grocery shopping on Saturdays, because you won’t be able to get anything you’ve run out of on Sunday.
  13. Foster’s beer apparently has 5.1% alcohol by volume and is sold by the pint in France. Four of these do not equal four 12oz Blue Moons in the US.
  14. The train ride to London is fast, though not cheap.
  15. I can put furniture together all by myself! And it doesn’t fall apart immediately after!
  16. There is something equally as good as Pinkberry in Paris. This is amazing news.
  17. Pigeon poop is green. And doesn’t make for good hair conditioner 😦
  18. I can survive without a working stove.
  19. It doesn’t pay to cut in line at a taxi stand.
  20. I don’t miss having a car. At all.
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All Hail the Prince

July 1, 2011 · by Nikki

So I know I’ve got some catching up to do, but right now there’s only one topic on my mind: PRINCE.

The concert I excitedly posted about about a month ago was last night, and I’m still reeling. He truly is a performer, and probably one of the most talented alive.

He played for 3 hours, and the first hour+ was covers of some of his favorite songs. For some, this might have been less than satisfactory if they were clamoring for all of the Prince hits we know and love, but for me it was amazing. I really enjoy when artists pay tribute to one another, and he did an amazing job. He covered bands from Sly & the Family Stone to the Beatles to Wild Cherry.

And of course he played all my favorites, and left nothing to be desired. Raspberry Beret, Let’s Go Crazy, 1999, When Doves Cry and Sign O’ the Times were all amazingly energetic. Purple Rain was expectedly epic. He ended the show with my personal favorite, Kiss, and his combined dancing and singing during that one had my eyes glued to the stage.

But my absolute favorite performance of the whole night was Little Red Corvette. The spotlights were all turned off, and the only lights were the big-screens with red filters and a few red stage lights. He played a very slow rendition of the song and invited audience participation that went on for quite a few minutes. It was surreal.

This was an experience I won’t soon forget, and one I can add to my list of reasons why 2011 has been a great year so far for me. On my cab ride home from the train station last night I couldn’t help but think about how lucky and blessed I have been. I’m so grateful for all the forces that have played a part in getting me to where I am now, and all the places I’ll be going.

Lots of posts to catch up on! Try not to feel bombarded 🙂

Ciao!

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A New England Sports Fan Abroad

June 16, 2011 · by Nikki

I have a history of being away from home when my favorite sports teams make big wins.

On February 1, 2004, the New England Patriots were playing Superbowl XXXVIII to decide the champions of the 2003 regular season. The matchup was against the Carolina Panthers and it all went down at Reliant Stadium in Houston. It was an epic game with some really great football. So great, in fact, that Monday Morning Quarterback author Peter King dubbed it “The Greatest Superbowl of All Time.” Of course I wouldn’t miss it for the world, being that I live and breathe the New England Patriots. So I watched… on DVD in May of that same year. Because on THAT day, February 1, 2004, I was sitting on a plane that was delivering me and 24 other students to our study abroad destination: Cape Town, South Africa.

Knowing I’d be away for the biggest game of the year, I did all I could to support my team. Given my circumstances, this meant wearing a Patriots Jersey on the entire 18 hour plane ride, and a cowboy hat (the hat was more to let people know that I am insane – it worked).

I had a layover in the middle of the long flight, and the layover happened at right around the time the Superbowl should have been over. Luckily for me, there were two other Patriots fans on the plane (which was extremely exciting given that the flight left from New York), so we eagerly asked the pilot to radio back to the States for an update. The wait for news was brutal. I remember how clearly the anxiety weighed on me, and I nearly pounced on any flight staff that walked by servicing the plan we were waiting on for hint of an update.

And then it came. One flight attendant gloriously approached me and the other student that was making the same wish I was and delivered the verdict: The Patriots had defeated the Carolina Panthers 32 to 29.

I still remember that feeling. It was as good as if I had been watching the entire game.

So this morning, at approximately 4:47am Paris time, I woke up to an alert from my phone reading: Final Score – Boston 4, Vancouver 0. And that little message had nearly the same effect as the flight attendant had on me back in 2004. What a great feeling to have been pulling for the winning team!

Though I saw almost none of the final series (I was in Paris for all of the Stanley Cup games), I still felt just as connected to Boston and to my teams as ever. Though football always has been and always will be my favorite, I’m a New England sports fan through and through, and no distance will ever tear us apart!

Ciao!

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