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On top of the Arc de Triomphe

American guy 1: Oh, I hate this suicide fence.

American guy 2: Well, it's a quite good one - you can still see something.

Jan 30th

Paris is changing me: I reconsidered my relation to tuna, we’re close friends now. It could even end up in another little addiction. And I started wearing earrings again.

Jan 28th

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Jan 26th

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Est et molupiciur?*

Today was my first day at university here, so I will write a little about it, because that’s what I’m supposed to do here: Study! … amongst others. I already had an appointment at the International Office of my faculty on Monday which was mindblowingly awesome! Everybody was extremely friendly and helped me with the stuff I had to do. That stuff actually was just filling in a...

Jan 26th

Claude Debussy - Claire de Lune (performed by The...

Jan 24th

Jan 22nd

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Jan 21st

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Jan 16th

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Another note: Friday night, sitting in Montmarte, smoking pot with my Candian-Italian flatmate, listening to a remix of a remix of The Circle Of Life from the soundtrack of The Lion King. Love it.

Jan 15th

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Note: To watch some of the other foreign students taking pictures makes me really happy I’m none of their friends at home who have to view them all enthusiastically.

Jan 14th

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Jan 13th

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Jan 12th

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Things are complicated.

I visited some appartments on Monday - two. Wow. I knew it would be hard to find something, but I had no idea it’s so hard. The appartments are both rented by mid-40 guys, both a little strange, one talks a lot, one doesn’t. Monday night I was just about to decide if I prefer the chatty one or not, when I received an answer from a British girl. The room she wanted to rent was...

Jan 11th

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So I arrived in Paris.

Although I travelled with the Deutsche Bahn, everything worked out quite fine, of course not as supposed to, but to change trains one more time as planned and a one-hour-delay are still good work. When we stopped in Erfurt, my parents gave me a survival bag containing a VISA card and the world’s best sandwiches (Wurstbämmen). Then they painted a heart on the train’s window. Oh please,...

Jan 9th

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