Chez Soi

Adventures of a Year Abroad

Leave a comment

Strasbourg Day 1

Hey! We went to Strasbourg!

When we first got off of the train, there was like two minutes before we entered the taxi. In those two minutes, we learned one big thing about Strasbourg during the winter; It. Is. Cold.

After the taxi drive (in which the driver changed the taxi rate to the highest possible [I guess he thought we couldn’t read that sticker that says “Tarif D: tarif de la nuit, quand pas à coté de la gare.”]) we stepped out on the street of our hotel! Or so we thought… we learned later that Dad had accidentally booked an apartment. Unfortunately for mom, the fashion shop was closed. But anyways, standing outside the gate, we waited until someone came up and let us in. After slipping through the gate, we saw three doors. All of us hauled our bags to our door, 24b, and stayed in front of it for a while after realizing that there was no lobby, resulting in a longer wait for one of the owners to get the door open.

About an hour later, we went on a boat ride, which was pretty cool. You could listen to the tour guide with provided headphones too! They had ten languages, and six children counterparts. I listened to the normal English one for about twenty seconds but it was really boring, so I switched to the child’s version.  It was meant for little kids though, so it was a little weird to listen to a pirate for an hour.

Then we went to dinner with some friends. Strangely, we got there one hour early. Oops. When they came we gave some presents and ate too much. Yep. And I accidentally got paté instead of pâtes. So, I made some little mistakes. Not bad though. I’ve done worse in linguistics.

Me and my sister, Sara, both shared one apartment floor, while my parents shared another. Me and Sara found a game-show on TF2, called “Que le meilleur gagne” (That the best wins) and used it to “study French”. Well, we did learn that “zlataner” means to dominate. So, not at all time wasted.


That’s all for Day 1. Join me later when I recount the rest!



The last week I have been staying with my “Tante” Joanie.  It was quite fun. We have been logging what we have done so I will re-inscribe it here.  One of the main events that we did was doodling. She is an art teacher, so that works well. Here is something that I made:


I made the “In The Lunchroom” Type of thing because of the gross “Cantine” Food that we get for lunch.

Another thing we did was go to the Musée d’Orsay, which was pretty cool, cause we got to see Van Gogh’s portrait, Which in French they pronounce the G in. Also, there is this epic restaurant on the top floor! If you didn’t know, Musée d’Orsay used to be a train station, so you can look out of the clocks, which have transparent faces and backs. We looked for a painting featuring the Battle of Solferino, but the search was rendered fruitless.

We watched ratatouille too, and that was très intéressant,  seeing as we were in the same city as the movie was based in. But, it was also extremely annoying. I mean, they cover the sights, and the taste (of the food), but the smells and sounds are just fiction.

So, that was a little recap of da week. See ya later!

20141115_210354 Wait! We just went to the Eiffel Tower again and took a pic! Cool!

Leave a comment

The Good And Bads of Paris

The Good And Bads of Paris:

(I will write every other question in french.)

Since we all like to be optimistic, I’ll start with the goods:

One: The Boulangeries. When you go to America, you can get bread, of course. But it’s not the same as here. There, you grab some ol’ bread that all look the same: A square with a hat on. But then here comes the french bread (cue presidential music)… Grab butter from Monoprix, and put it on bread. You have a meal. And also, pain au chocolat. Bammie – Wham!

Deux: Poulet Roti. Vraiment, Il n’existe pas une chance pour le poulet américain. Sérieusement. C’est terrible contre le poulet français. (Google Translate)

Three: Languages! I love learning them cause I find them kinda cool. And then it gives you an “Understanding Power” With peeps who speak a language that you speak too.

Bads…. Dun Dun Dunnnnn!

Une: Beaucoup de stress…. Les langues sont une arme à double tranchant. (Google Translate Again)

Two: The urine smell in the city. I don’t have to go farther except to say i’m not joking.

Trois: Les Amis. Je n’ai pas beaucoup à l’école. Et quand c’est tout en français, c’est un petit peu difficile. (Google Translate. Last Time, I Promise)

So that was my Pros and Cons list on Paris. See ya on my next post!


1 Comment



WHOO HOOO! I just did some chess camp the last few weeks, and I got something to show for it!

So the morning of the tournament me and mom walked in and as soon as we did, he ran up to my mom. He was extremely enthusiastic about getting my mom to come to the tournament, and I had to do some translating to get through. My Mom settled on a “Maybe”, and the day was off.

{Time Passes}

I was sitting in the tournament room in chess camp. Everyone had finished their games, and the professor was giving out the trophies. My Mom got into the room and I waved. She was standing there for about five minutes while the awards were being given out for this chess week. He had just finished giving out all of them. Well, almost all of them. He had skipped past the second place. Then he made an announcement. He went on about a special awarding of the trophies, and three kids told me it would be me. Obviously, I said that it wouldn’t at all (I had gotten a bronze medal [Last Place/Participation]). Then the professor continued. “I just witnessed this child win all his games in the other tournament.” . Wait. That was interesting. I did that earlier… “And the name is…… KiddoInParis!” (He didn’t really say that I just edited it for privacy.) Yay!


Ok. I’m gonna play chess with my mom now. Bye.

1 Comment


We just had a serious oooppppsss moment in the metro station. Walking in to “ligne une” Me and my mom heard the metro speeding to a stop. So she passed through the entry no problem, using what was thought to be her navigo and running down the stairs. I looked in my pockets, didn’t see it and yelled for my mom to come back. Mais malheureusement, She was already gone!


I calmed down and read a book that I had since I had brought it to the café, our last stop. Luckily, she realized once she got on and she changed directions to get back. When she had returned we realized that I had given my pass to Her. It was okay after that, but when I tried to fall asleep that night, it didn’t work out. So, 1/3 of the way done, and we still have Quite a lot of adjusting to do. Allons-y!

Leave a comment

Parc Monceau

Today we went to the Parc Monceau.


I thought i would research it because there was many cool things to see there, and I was wondering about the park. Phillippe d’Orléans, Duke of Chartres founded the park back in 1778, after purchasing much land in 1769. He hired the artist Louis Carrogis Carmontelle to design the layout of the park. Then he went to a German landscaper named Etickhausen, so that he could get some more help in making. The goal was to amaze and surprise the visitors who visited. They made it slightly in an “English” style, using more walkways than an average french park would need. Going along with the different culture flow, in the park, there are many small attractions that symbolize different countries. For example, an Egyptian pyramid,  a Chinese fort, a Dutch windmill, and Corinthian pillars. And that’s my essay. 😀

Wait! I forgot the most important thing of all! They have free WiFi! ;D