First day in Paris

This is my first day in Paris. I am here for a four week stay, with occasional side trips to places like Cologne, Dublin and Tübingen. As long as I qm, you know, in the neighborhood. 🙂

And not just Paris. I am staying in a swank Haussmainnian flat (you could look it up) in the 17th Arrondissement. It’s one of those places where you look around and think “Wow, what a large and lovely and elegant apartment!”, and congratulate yourself on lucking out. Then you happen to open another door, and you say “Oh my god, there’s a whole other master bedroom and bathroom!”

Speaking as a Manhattanite, where the words “apartment” and “closet with running water” are used interchangeably, this place has some serious Mojo.

Yet in moments when I am truly honest with myself, I realize that this all feeds my inner nerd. I know that I will spend hours roaming the City of Lights, crossing Pont Neuf, wandering through Le Marais, communing with the statues at the Musée Rodin.

And then I’m going to come back here and get some serious programming done.