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Eva Marie

Blogger and cat lover In love with books, pizzas and DiCaprio Writing is my passion

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I'mEva Marie

French student and blogger

Welcome to my blog, where I love to write about anything that comes to my mind, with no taboo. I’m 24, I’ve got freckles (you get it now) and I’m a grumpy French, sometimes, who writes in English. I love books, cats, le barbu, pizzas and Dicaprio. Besides that, there is not much that you need to know about me. Except that his blog has seen is first day back in 2017, and I'm proud that I manage to keep it that long.

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Paris, one year

A chaotic and stressful move, the heatwave and an almost broken rented van. The Sacré Cœur, Eiffel Tower and Panthéon. Walking along the Canal St Martin or La Villette. Finding new friends and seeing older ones. Léo, early mornings and lots of tea. Grumpy faces in the metro, late trains and strikes. Lots of walking along the Seine, sight seeing and touristic visits. The stairs of Montmartre, late summer pictures and love. Lots of love.

  
 

Today, I took the tube and I got out of the metro at Opéra. I went out, and the Opéra Garnier was just sitting there, right in front of me. I’ve seen it plenty of times now, but I was still amazed. Me, I was standing in the middle of Paris. I city I now call “home”. I still smile and have those big bright eyes whenever I see something as majestic as this. The Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame, the Sacré Cœur. It’s magic. Today has been one year since I live in Paris, since I’m part of those grumpy French. It’s been a year since I live in this beautiful city and can now call it home. It feels right, I am exactly where I need to be, with whom I want to be.

 

But bloody hell, I miss fresh air!


Walk with me in Paris


Last week, after finishing my exam for the first semester, I unexpectedly had a week off. Because it is quite rare – and because the strike is mainly over now in Paris – I wanted to enjoy this week and discover Paris a bit more, especially in the places I love the most. So here is a little tour of the city.

Saint Germain

This was probably the area I wanted to see more as I don't go there really often. Yet, I think it's one of the prettiest place in Paris, especially during autumn with the beautiful colours of the tree, next to the white buildings. There, I could only see naked tree but with a bright blue sky during a very cold winter day. I got out of the metro at the “Pont Neuf” station and then I crossed the river to walk a bit along the Seine. I had to go at Gibert - this huge bookstore where you can find new and secondhand books – to find a book for uni, but really it was just an excuse to go into a bookstore. Then, I wandered around and took pictures of some of the very “trendy/instagrammable” places that I wanted to see in real life. It's always like a dream to see places in real life after seeing in on other's people account. I finished my walk by going to Île-Saint-Louis which is the little Island being Notre Dame. It was gorgeous with the winter sun and the white buildings, a bit like being on holidays. I just loved the view there.






Montmartre 

The next day, I decided to go to Montmartre. Despite all of the opinion on this area, I don’t like it so much. The place is crowded even if the view is incredible. I’m always scared of pick-pocket, and you really have to get lost to find some really pretty places. And this time, I wanted to love the place and find some gem. 

I went up (up up) and decided to walk around and, again, get lost. I finally found some pretty corners even though you really have to walk deeply in the area to find some quiet streets. This place is really crowded, loud and full of touristic “attractions”, which I don’t really like. I won’t say I love this area now, but every time I go there I find it more and more beautiful. And the view is probably one of the best you can have in Paris. 









Along the Seine 

Next stop: Eiffel Tower. The best view you can get in right at the Trocadero. Despite the crowd, I love going there, I always feel like a dreaming little girl watching this monument for the first time. It’s impressive. Then, I wanted to get a closer look, therefore I went to Rue de l’université to have this beautiful view between two buildings. 
I wanted to walk along the Seine as it is so beautiful and probably my favourite thing to do. I took a few pictures on my view to the Louvres. I was lucky enough to have a beautiful shot without any cars in it!









And that’s it for this week. I’m discovering Paris every day and I love it more and more. It is gorgeous everywhere (mostly) and there are so many atmosphere in this city. But now, tell me: what do you like the most in Paris? And if you’ve never been there, would you like to visit the city?

Paris: the first month


Sitting in our new apartment, I desperately try to write something about all of the cool and new things that have happened during the last time I wrote something here. My baby (not so tiny) cat, Léo is sleeping right next to me. I breathe in, breathe out, and try to focus. It has been two months since I’ve tried to put words together about these big changes in my life. Many things came out, but nothing that seemed to translate what I have in my mind and heart.

More than a month ago, I was surrounded by boxes in this tiny studio of mine. It has been my home for three years and served me right. I loved it probably as much as I hated it. And now, it seems as if it was in another lifetime. And yet, here I am, the same me, just a few hundred kilometres away with real adult furniture and a proper bed. Adulthood has been enjoyable lately my friends, growing up is something amazing as much as it is scary.

   
 

Now, a month after the challenging move, I feel at home. Sleeping next to mon amoureux every night without him having to leave every Sunday night is a true gift itself. Our family has grown into three with the little tornado we have adopted: Léo. I won’t say that everything is perfect and smooth, but it has been a pretty good adjustment, easy I must say. It seems that it was the right move for us, moving forward a happily life of two (three).

I can hear the metro, the neighbour talking, the breath of my kitten sleeping; all new sounds in a new life of mine. I wanted to document it as much as I could, but it seems that time flies and life don’t often leave you with words to be put on everything, therefore you have to keep things for yourself. I’m gonna write new blog post, I already have three planned for the next weeks. I love this blog, and not being as much present as I wanted is something I have to work on. Writing makes me happy, makes me full, makes me me. Therefore, I’ll see you very soon.

Chez nous


Paris

When I was 15, my big dream was to live in Paris and become a writer. Those were the two things very closed to my heart. At that time, I did not even know Paris as I had been there only once or twice when I was younger, but still. I knew that somehow, I belonged to Paris. Whenever I thought about it, I had this inspiration coming to me. This feeling that it made sense to be there, to live this dream life that I wanted so much. And when finally I had the chance to spend a day in the city, I became even more in love with it. I could not explain it, it’s something I felt. The romantic side of the city, the history at every corner, like living in a postcard. Then, I grew up. My dreams changed and the reality of life came to me. Paris stayed in my mind, but was soon to be replaced by London. Another city very close to my heart, but that I’m more familiar with.




And now, I’m my tiny shoe box (or studio) that I’ve been calling my home for 3 years, still away from Paris, I’m writing this blog post without quite realizing what is happening. What was one a dream is now becoming a reality: I’m moving to Paris with my boyfriend (and our future cat). As I have not seen the apartment yet or moved anything, it does not seem quite real, but I can’t tell you how happy I am. It feels right (and about time!), I feel ready to tackle this next chapter to our lives. It’s actually not that far away from Rennes (where I live), but the thing is, it’s been two years since we’ve been waiting to live together more than 2 days a week, so this is really exciting to. 



I’m going there this week, so prepare yourself to have more apartment (and cats) related blog post. But, for the moment I’m spending too much time on YouTube, watching DIY and rental makeover on a budget, or on pinterest. I have so many ideas, and I’m also really happy that le barbu and I think about the same things when it comes to the furniture and how to make this space feels like ours. I cannot wait for this next chapter, how crazy scary and amazing it sounds. So, I guess I’ll see you very soon!


PS: We’ve spend an entire afternoon putting this plan together after a trip to Ikea, imagining where things will go, which colors and everything. This step was already very exciting even if right now we’ve got pretty much nothing. 


Paris


Paris c'est mon premier souvenir à 4 ans, mon idéal à 14 ans, mes yeux qui brillent à 16 ans ou encore mon cœur qui bat à 19 ans. C'est aussi mon lien entre la France et Londres, un passage oblige qui me permet de rêver un peu plus. C'est l'épanouissement devant des lieux uniques ou des ruelles pleines de charme, le regard nouveau sur une ville nouvelle. C'est la première photo touriste avec papa devant la Tour Eiffel. C'est la création de nouveaux souvenirs, de nouveaux endroits à mémoriser. Paris c'est aussi le cappuccino mauvais aux Tuileries, les vendeurs de souvenirs, les touristes pendu à leur perche qui ne savent pas lever les yeux, les pigeons qui volent aussi mal que les conducteurs. C'est les yeux grand ouvert devant la Tour Eiffel ou le Louvre, les cheveux mouillés sous la pluie, les cafés qui font de cette ville un vrai mythe. Paris c'est la Seine et les couleurs de l'automne, c'est le métro avec trop de marches et les parisiens râleurs, c'est les marches du Sacré Coeur à Montmartre et la vue imprenable sur Paris. C'est les sandwich à 5 euros (non mais vraiment ?) et l'inexistence du Breizh Cola. Ou encore les bijoux sublimes de la Place Vendôme et les décorations de Noël qui pointent le bout de leur nez. C'est bien évidemment les selfies un peu trop tartes mais qui font rire, les "oui mais à Londres c'est mieux" qui se transforment en "c'est quand même très joli". C'est le regard émerveillé sur la Seine la nuit, les bisous d'amoureux devant la Tour Eiffel illuminée, ...


  
Paris pour moi est désormais lié à l'amour, au rêve même, aux yeux qui brillent toujours et aux espoirs d'y revenir encore très souvent, et peut-être un jour pour de bon qui sait...
  

  
On connait tous Paris, de nom ou de vu. On a tous vu des centaines de photos sur cette ville, des articles ou que sais-je encore. Aujourd'hui, au lieu de vous raconter mes 3 jours et quelque dans cette capitale j'ai eu envie de vous dire ce que cette ville évoque pour moi. Des souvenirs tout récent et d'autres un peu moins.

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