Out of Place in Paris
Mar01

Out of Place in Paris

After over twelve-hours of total flight time, accompanied by a nine-hour time change, I arrived in Paris in the late afternoon. I was dirty, hungry, and tired, but my journey had just begun. Upon arrival in Paris, I found myself struggling to adapt to the language difference, as my untrained ear and three-year hiatus from French classes meant I no longer had the vocabulary nor the listening skills to even understand a rudimentary...

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