French men happen to be a lot more forward than Aussie blokes. They have no qualms walking up to women and telling them exactly what they think. Here are a few of my favourites thus far:
Boy (B): I noticed you walking through the crowd picking up glasses, I was scared you were going to get hurt.
Georgia (G): Uh no, I'm fine.
B: You have a very beautiful face.
G: Oh um okay... thanks...
B: I'd really like to get to know you better.
G: Sorry, I have a boyfriend (my staple excuse)
B: That's okay, I have a girlfriend!
B: You are magnificent. We should have sex.
B: Hard night at work tonight?
G: No it's been alright.
B: Do you want my phone number?
G: Oh, I have a boyfriend.
B: That's okay, I'm not jealous!
B: You are a vision of perfection.
B: You seem lonely.
G: I'm fine.
B: Would you like to sit down and have a drink with us.
G: Uh, I'm working. (this is at about 3am on a Saturday night, our busiest time of the week)
B: Just one drink.
G: No..
B: Just one!
G: No!
B: Maybe you'd like to come home with me instead?
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Finally...
A new update for you all!
So, when you last heard from me Mum was about to arrive. So she showed up on the Monday, and I was so relieved because my cold had turned into something of a deathly illness! The virus had migrated to both ear and chest infections, but luckily she was packing some hardcore antibiotics that made me feel better very quickly. So she was with us until Saturday, which was absolutely lovely. She mostly pottered around exploring the area, and Paris in general. Went to the Museum of Modern Art, ate out a lot, it was really nice.
So she headed off, I had work, went to Trivia (and won, obviously). Nothing really happened until that Thursday night, when I had Misa, Alex, my friend from Canada, Ally, another Canadian, and Sylvia and Frances (also from Canada) over for my famous vegetable soup and a lot of wine. So we hung out at mine until about midnight when we headed out to Andy Wahloo, a really fun miniclub just near my place and danced the night away. I did feel a bit sorry for myself the next morning, when I realised there had been six of us at my house and we'd had nine bottles of wine (the first of which Misa and I finished before anyone else arrived).
On Friday night before work I headed down to The Thistle for the leaving party of Alan, one of the bartenders, who was heading back to Scotland to prepare for his next international venture, to Australia!
Sunday, Alex and I banded together with the Corkatudes, the team who used to be our big competition but who we now seem to have merged with, and absolutely killed it at trivia, beating the team that came second by 4.5 points (which is a lot in trivia).
The rest of the week (which was last week) I was completely focused on my uni work, as Thursday morning I had an oral (in French) on "The role of values in the political choices of electors"... Easy, right? So, had to write that, then present it. Showed up to class thinking I would have at least half an hour to read through it before I went, as I was supposed to be second. However, my professor decided that it would actually make more sense if I went first! In a way it was kind of a good thing, as both the other two girls who were presenting were Australian. In some classes that wouldn't be a problem, as there are a lot of international students. However, in this particular class there's only about five of us. So by the time the second girl got up to start presenting, all the french in the class had just about had enough of foreigners massacring their language.
Anyway, the one good thing is that it's done and I no longer have to worry about it - I can focus my stress on my other oral that needs to be prepared, and the four hour exam that I have on ANZAC day. As Misa said when we walked out of class, 'It wasn't that shit'.
So, to recover we decided to go to the Marais to get a felafel, as Rue des Rosiers is a big Jewish street with the best felafel in Paris. Sadly, we'd forgotten it was Passover. So instead we went to Breakfast in America, and I had the first meal of bacon and eggs I've had since I got here! The french don't really eat bacon like we do, so I was very excited... I also treated myself to a haircut.
Thursday night went out with Ally and Olga, two friends, and Olga's best friend Amanda who is doing study abroad in London, and was over visiting. We hung out at there apartment drinking for awhile (quite awhile) before heading to a bar called Le Motel, where we were supposed to meet one of Ally's friends, Tomas, who is in the Sciences Po rugby team, and all his rugby friends. Needless to say, I found the prospect of french rugby boys rather appealing. Unfortunately we'd been drinking for so long that by the time we got there only Tomas was left, the others had gone to a Sciences Po student party at a club in Republique.
Olga, Amanda and I decided we couldn't be bothered legging it to Republique (by this stage the metro was closed so we would have had to cab) so we went to Cha Cha Club, which is just at Les Halles, basically between my place and Olga's, very convenient. Anyway, it was a great place to go out and is definitely on my list as one of my favourite bars/nightclubs in Paris. Walked home through Les Halles at 5am, didn't get stabbed, which is definitely an achievement in that area.
Friday afternoon, once I'd woken up, Steph and I went vintage shopping in the Marais and over in Bastille. It was kind of late, and the crowds were pretty crazy so we didn't really make the most of it. But I did manage to pick up two pairs of overalls, one in denim, and one in this fabulously hideous blue and brown florally pattern.
Then, work work blah blah. Easter Sunday we had lunch at our place with Tess (who cooked, yay!), her friend Loc who was visiting, our friend Loc, Julien, and a couple of other Australians. The food was absolutely amazing and it was a really fun bunch of people. Later that evening some french friends of Julien showed up, so a lunch that started at 3pm ended up finishing at about 3am. I was sent on a wine/vodka run at about 8pm. Luckily France is secular, so everything that would normally be open on a Sunday was still open.
Now, we have a week midsemester break... A lot of my friends have gone away, but I decided that with work I would just stay in Paris and enjoy the spring (although it's kind of cloudy and gross at the moment). Worked last night til midnight, and although I intended to go straight home, I got chatting to a group of English boys who were friends with Helene, a girl I work with. So I ended up getting home at 10am this morning. Oops.
Anyway, must go do some uni work now. I'll try not to leave so long between posts! I really miss you all so much! Georgia xox
So, when you last heard from me Mum was about to arrive. So she showed up on the Monday, and I was so relieved because my cold had turned into something of a deathly illness! The virus had migrated to both ear and chest infections, but luckily she was packing some hardcore antibiotics that made me feel better very quickly. So she was with us until Saturday, which was absolutely lovely. She mostly pottered around exploring the area, and Paris in general. Went to the Museum of Modern Art, ate out a lot, it was really nice.
So she headed off, I had work, went to Trivia (and won, obviously). Nothing really happened until that Thursday night, when I had Misa, Alex, my friend from Canada, Ally, another Canadian, and Sylvia and Frances (also from Canada) over for my famous vegetable soup and a lot of wine. So we hung out at mine until about midnight when we headed out to Andy Wahloo, a really fun miniclub just near my place and danced the night away. I did feel a bit sorry for myself the next morning, when I realised there had been six of us at my house and we'd had nine bottles of wine (the first of which Misa and I finished before anyone else arrived).
On Friday night before work I headed down to The Thistle for the leaving party of Alan, one of the bartenders, who was heading back to Scotland to prepare for his next international venture, to Australia!
Sunday, Alex and I banded together with the Corkatudes, the team who used to be our big competition but who we now seem to have merged with, and absolutely killed it at trivia, beating the team that came second by 4.5 points (which is a lot in trivia).
The rest of the week (which was last week) I was completely focused on my uni work, as Thursday morning I had an oral (in French) on "The role of values in the political choices of electors"... Easy, right? So, had to write that, then present it. Showed up to class thinking I would have at least half an hour to read through it before I went, as I was supposed to be second. However, my professor decided that it would actually make more sense if I went first! In a way it was kind of a good thing, as both the other two girls who were presenting were Australian. In some classes that wouldn't be a problem, as there are a lot of international students. However, in this particular class there's only about five of us. So by the time the second girl got up to start presenting, all the french in the class had just about had enough of foreigners massacring their language.
Anyway, the one good thing is that it's done and I no longer have to worry about it - I can focus my stress on my other oral that needs to be prepared, and the four hour exam that I have on ANZAC day. As Misa said when we walked out of class, 'It wasn't that shit'.
So, to recover we decided to go to the Marais to get a felafel, as Rue des Rosiers is a big Jewish street with the best felafel in Paris. Sadly, we'd forgotten it was Passover. So instead we went to Breakfast in America, and I had the first meal of bacon and eggs I've had since I got here! The french don't really eat bacon like we do, so I was very excited... I also treated myself to a haircut.
Thursday night went out with Ally and Olga, two friends, and Olga's best friend Amanda who is doing study abroad in London, and was over visiting. We hung out at there apartment drinking for awhile (quite awhile) before heading to a bar called Le Motel, where we were supposed to meet one of Ally's friends, Tomas, who is in the Sciences Po rugby team, and all his rugby friends. Needless to say, I found the prospect of french rugby boys rather appealing. Unfortunately we'd been drinking for so long that by the time we got there only Tomas was left, the others had gone to a Sciences Po student party at a club in Republique.
Olga, Amanda and I decided we couldn't be bothered legging it to Republique (by this stage the metro was closed so we would have had to cab) so we went to Cha Cha Club, which is just at Les Halles, basically between my place and Olga's, very convenient. Anyway, it was a great place to go out and is definitely on my list as one of my favourite bars/nightclubs in Paris. Walked home through Les Halles at 5am, didn't get stabbed, which is definitely an achievement in that area.
Friday afternoon, once I'd woken up, Steph and I went vintage shopping in the Marais and over in Bastille. It was kind of late, and the crowds were pretty crazy so we didn't really make the most of it. But I did manage to pick up two pairs of overalls, one in denim, and one in this fabulously hideous blue and brown florally pattern.
Then, work work blah blah. Easter Sunday we had lunch at our place with Tess (who cooked, yay!), her friend Loc who was visiting, our friend Loc, Julien, and a couple of other Australians. The food was absolutely amazing and it was a really fun bunch of people. Later that evening some french friends of Julien showed up, so a lunch that started at 3pm ended up finishing at about 3am. I was sent on a wine/vodka run at about 8pm. Luckily France is secular, so everything that would normally be open on a Sunday was still open.
Now, we have a week midsemester break... A lot of my friends have gone away, but I decided that with work I would just stay in Paris and enjoy the spring (although it's kind of cloudy and gross at the moment). Worked last night til midnight, and although I intended to go straight home, I got chatting to a group of English boys who were friends with Helene, a girl I work with. So I ended up getting home at 10am this morning. Oops.
Anyway, must go do some uni work now. I'll try not to leave so long between posts! I really miss you all so much! Georgia xox
Friday, March 20, 2009
La Vie As It Stands
So it's been awhile between posts, but I have a legitimate reason, which is that there hasn't been a great deal to tell!
Worked and slept for almost all of the weekend, with the exception of Sunday, where I managed to mosey down to Trivia, and, despite intending to get a relatively early night, did not manage to stumble home until 3am. Oops.
Probably the most exciting thing is the fantastic weather that we're currently enjoying. Since the weekend the sun has been shining, although it is by no means the skin cancer generating Aussie sun that I miss so much. I went out to lunch with a friend from the UK on Monday, and was so amazed by the weather that I sat around in a t-shirt dress and only one pair of stockings. My goosebumps were pretty epic, but I couldn't bear to put on my cardigan!
Anyway, Tuesday night was St Patrick's Day, so Eric, Misa, Alan, Giva (two of the bartenders from The Thistle) and a few other people and I went to a bar called the Fifth on Rue Mouffetard. We played beer pong, I was unsurprisingly rather terrible and thus ended up drinking quite a lot in quite a short space of time.
Unfortunately I've know come down with a bit of a cold, so am trying to rest a bit in order to recover! Happily, this was made so much easier by the fact that my class this afternoon was cancelled! Alot of unions went on strike today, and when I showed up at uni there were about 40 policeman blocking off the street. I ran into my friend Rob, who told me that he'd been told to leave the building immediately, and they were now in lockdown and no one could get out or in. Apparently they were scared that the strikers would move down to Sciences Po and try to storm the building. I love France, and the fact that it's probably the only place in the world where uni classes would stop because of a fear of violent rioters!
Anyway, work Friday and Saturday night, but on Monday Mum arrives! I must say I'm looking forward to a bit of mothering!
Miss you all, please keep in touch xox
Worked and slept for almost all of the weekend, with the exception of Sunday, where I managed to mosey down to Trivia, and, despite intending to get a relatively early night, did not manage to stumble home until 3am. Oops.
Probably the most exciting thing is the fantastic weather that we're currently enjoying. Since the weekend the sun has been shining, although it is by no means the skin cancer generating Aussie sun that I miss so much. I went out to lunch with a friend from the UK on Monday, and was so amazed by the weather that I sat around in a t-shirt dress and only one pair of stockings. My goosebumps were pretty epic, but I couldn't bear to put on my cardigan!
Anyway, Tuesday night was St Patrick's Day, so Eric, Misa, Alan, Giva (two of the bartenders from The Thistle) and a few other people and I went to a bar called the Fifth on Rue Mouffetard. We played beer pong, I was unsurprisingly rather terrible and thus ended up drinking quite a lot in quite a short space of time.
Unfortunately I've know come down with a bit of a cold, so am trying to rest a bit in order to recover! Happily, this was made so much easier by the fact that my class this afternoon was cancelled! Alot of unions went on strike today, and when I showed up at uni there were about 40 policeman blocking off the street. I ran into my friend Rob, who told me that he'd been told to leave the building immediately, and they were now in lockdown and no one could get out or in. Apparently they were scared that the strikers would move down to Sciences Po and try to storm the building. I love France, and the fact that it's probably the only place in the world where uni classes would stop because of a fear of violent rioters!
Anyway, work Friday and Saturday night, but on Monday Mum arrives! I must say I'm looking forward to a bit of mothering!
Miss you all, please keep in touch xox
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Exciting Post and Awful Clubs!
Firstly, thank you so much to Misses Jo, Tamara, Kelly and Sarah, and Ash (who is not a Miss, although he does have a girl's name) for my lovely package which I received today, and which has made me ridiculously happy! My fear of running out of Vegemite has been momentarily averted!
In news from the life of Georgia - went out last night (as I am now working Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday, so thought I should make the most of it) with Eric, his sister Alli who is visiting, and a couple of his friends to a fondue place in Montmartre. For 20euro you get all you can eat fondue (but I feel I should point out that you can't eat that much fondue), plus wine which is drunk out of baby bottles, an aspect which I found quite bizarre and a little disturbing. Anyway, we ate and drank there, before heading down to Le Duplex, a club near the Arc de Triomphe.
I feel I should note that I was a bit hesitant about this club. It didn't seem like it would be my sort of thing, but I allowed myself to be convinced that it would be okay....
Never again! From now on I will continue following my instincts of dislike! So, unsurprisingly, I got very bored very quickly and left.
We currently have Slater, a friend who is travelling around Europe by himself for 6 months, staying with us, so when I got home (at about 3) I crept round the apartment, using my phone as a light. It wasn't until about 10 minutes had passed that I realised Slater and Steph were still out, and I'd been creeping round for nothing. Idiot.
Anyway, off to class and then straight to work for me now!
In news from the life of Georgia - went out last night (as I am now working Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday, so thought I should make the most of it) with Eric, his sister Alli who is visiting, and a couple of his friends to a fondue place in Montmartre. For 20euro you get all you can eat fondue (but I feel I should point out that you can't eat that much fondue), plus wine which is drunk out of baby bottles, an aspect which I found quite bizarre and a little disturbing. Anyway, we ate and drank there, before heading down to Le Duplex, a club near the Arc de Triomphe.
I feel I should note that I was a bit hesitant about this club. It didn't seem like it would be my sort of thing, but I allowed myself to be convinced that it would be okay....
Never again! From now on I will continue following my instincts of dislike! So, unsurprisingly, I got very bored very quickly and left.
We currently have Slater, a friend who is travelling around Europe by himself for 6 months, staying with us, so when I got home (at about 3) I crept round the apartment, using my phone as a light. It wasn't until about 10 minutes had passed that I realised Slater and Steph were still out, and I'd been creeping round for nothing. Idiot.
Anyway, off to class and then straight to work for me now!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Last Few Days
In my most important and exciting news, I am now employed! Had an interview last Tuesday at Le Truskel, my favourite bar in Paris, and started on Saturday night. Spent the evening going round collecting glasses, and fighting my way through the crowd, but it was still quite fun. I have never had so much attention from men in my entire life (it actually got really irritating), and the music there is literally my ipod playlist. It's fantastic! Am working again tomorrow night for a couple of hours, to get training on the bar, and then again Friday and Saturday nights. Great way to save money!
So, Sunday night we had trivia, of course. Wandered down with Misa, waited for Joe, and we cracked open our bottle of gin. Misa's lover, Archie, came down with a couple of his friends, so they made their own team. Joe and I were pretty much the only ones drinking the gin, so by the end of the quiz I was a little tipsy... Unfortunately, we came second in a tie break, the prize for which is a round of shots. Joe wisely headed home, but Misa and I decided to party on, with a guy who apparently won American Big Brother, and his fiancee. So we headed across Pont Neuf to The Highlander, because The Thistle was closing, and stayed out til quite late. I have no recollection of getting home... I did make scrambled eggs at Misa's place though.
Anyway, yesterday I dragged myself to class for what I thought would be a rather painful 4 hours. Happily, my second class was cancelled! So I went home and waited for Slater, a friend of ours who arrived in from Berlin last night.
Just trying to get through some uni work so that I can do something fun tonight, and then class tomorrow and work. Boring :(
So, Sunday night we had trivia, of course. Wandered down with Misa, waited for Joe, and we cracked open our bottle of gin. Misa's lover, Archie, came down with a couple of his friends, so they made their own team. Joe and I were pretty much the only ones drinking the gin, so by the end of the quiz I was a little tipsy... Unfortunately, we came second in a tie break, the prize for which is a round of shots. Joe wisely headed home, but Misa and I decided to party on, with a guy who apparently won American Big Brother, and his fiancee. So we headed across Pont Neuf to The Highlander, because The Thistle was closing, and stayed out til quite late. I have no recollection of getting home... I did make scrambled eggs at Misa's place though.
Anyway, yesterday I dragged myself to class for what I thought would be a rather painful 4 hours. Happily, my second class was cancelled! So I went home and waited for Slater, a friend of ours who arrived in from Berlin last night.
Just trying to get through some uni work so that I can do something fun tonight, and then class tomorrow and work. Boring :(
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Birthdays and whatnot
So I am officially twenty! As I'm sure you can all imagine, I'm now extraordinarily responsible and ridiculously well behaved.
Birthday weekend went like this:
Friday, woke up to the sound of the doorbell. It was Jess, back from Lyon for my birthday celebrations. Opened my pressies from Jess and Brooke, and Steph, which were all lovely. Then the three of us headed out to a little restaurant on Rue Montmartre for a birthday lunch. Arrived back, and Tess showed up with another gift! She couldn't make it that evening, so she dropped by for cake and chats. We did a bit of a clean of the house, then started getting ready for my party!
The party itself was fabulous. There were about 30 people there, we all got rather drunk and danced around in our dining room. We didn't make it out, so at about 4am I went on a hunt with a Canadian boy to try and find a bar that was open. We didn't have any luck, but we did climb a huge fountain that is in the middle of a big square near our place.
Saturday was evidently spent recovering, until about 6 when we headed up to Montmartre for Tess's celebrations (I don't know if I've already told you, my birthday is the 27th, Tess is the 28th). We had dinner at La Cave, a really cute restaurant around there, got rather drunk again and headed to a bar in Pigalle. Then we decided to go to Chez Moon, a rather fun club, but couldn't remember how to get there. So instead we got cabs to Madam, a club on Champs Elysees. It sadly wasn't my scene, nor Steph's. Luckily, it was 6.30 in the morning and the metro was open, so we jumped on the metro to Chatelet, walked down Rue Saint Denis, I got a kebab, and Steph got a baguette.
Sunday we were all pretty out of it (I apologise, Ash, for initially having no idea who you were when you called). Jess went to get groceries for breakfast, and came back with two apples, a tub of yoghurt, and a can of iced tea...
Anyway, once again spent the day recovering, until I got out of bed and headed down to The Thistle to use the internet, as I had a presentation due Monday which I hadn't started. Went back home, slept, went to meet Misa, Joe, two girls called Maddie and Fatima for trivia. Despite my poor efforts (although I did answer a couple of tricky questions) we actually won! So we have a bottle of alcohol of our choice waiting for us next Sunday.
Otherwise, not much happening. Yesterday I got hopelessly lost in the suburbs going to pick up our internet box, which we now have but the installation instructions are in french so we still don't have working! Went out for a couple of drinks with Eric last night, but am otherwise planning to have something of a detox and try to get on top of my uni work...
Speak to you all soon xo
Birthday weekend went like this:
Friday, woke up to the sound of the doorbell. It was Jess, back from Lyon for my birthday celebrations. Opened my pressies from Jess and Brooke, and Steph, which were all lovely. Then the three of us headed out to a little restaurant on Rue Montmartre for a birthday lunch. Arrived back, and Tess showed up with another gift! She couldn't make it that evening, so she dropped by for cake and chats. We did a bit of a clean of the house, then started getting ready for my party!
The party itself was fabulous. There were about 30 people there, we all got rather drunk and danced around in our dining room. We didn't make it out, so at about 4am I went on a hunt with a Canadian boy to try and find a bar that was open. We didn't have any luck, but we did climb a huge fountain that is in the middle of a big square near our place.
Saturday was evidently spent recovering, until about 6 when we headed up to Montmartre for Tess's celebrations (I don't know if I've already told you, my birthday is the 27th, Tess is the 28th). We had dinner at La Cave, a really cute restaurant around there, got rather drunk again and headed to a bar in Pigalle. Then we decided to go to Chez Moon, a rather fun club, but couldn't remember how to get there. So instead we got cabs to Madam, a club on Champs Elysees. It sadly wasn't my scene, nor Steph's. Luckily, it was 6.30 in the morning and the metro was open, so we jumped on the metro to Chatelet, walked down Rue Saint Denis, I got a kebab, and Steph got a baguette.
Sunday we were all pretty out of it (I apologise, Ash, for initially having no idea who you were when you called). Jess went to get groceries for breakfast, and came back with two apples, a tub of yoghurt, and a can of iced tea...
Anyway, once again spent the day recovering, until I got out of bed and headed down to The Thistle to use the internet, as I had a presentation due Monday which I hadn't started. Went back home, slept, went to meet Misa, Joe, two girls called Maddie and Fatima for trivia. Despite my poor efforts (although I did answer a couple of tricky questions) we actually won! So we have a bottle of alcohol of our choice waiting for us next Sunday.
Otherwise, not much happening. Yesterday I got hopelessly lost in the suburbs going to pick up our internet box, which we now have but the installation instructions are in french so we still don't have working! Went out for a couple of drinks with Eric last night, but am otherwise planning to have something of a detox and try to get on top of my uni work...
Speak to you all soon xo
Friday, February 27, 2009
Wednesday and Thursday
Well, my classes thus far have been marginally better than the first day... Misa (it's spelt Misa, not Mischa, I have discovered) is in one of my classes, which makes it helpful. She and I went out for a kebab for lunch today, and not being used to really food (I'm currently existing on pasta with tomato sauce) I'm feeling a bit sick...
So much work to do already though, but the most exciting news is, of course, that it's my birthday tomorrow! Will let you know how my festivities turn out!
So much work to do already though, but the most exciting news is, of course, that it's my birthday tomorrow! Will let you know how my festivities turn out!
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