Almost every time I am out, walking around Paris, I think this to myself. I think this while I'm out with my friends speaking English (sorry, Rob) when I go to the same places that I always go to for lunch...It has become my little mantra to remind me that I am here for a year, and don't want to be like every other americaine here.
So, in efforts to evade this, I am going to start volunteering at a Soup Kitchen, or a Soupe Populaire as a means to ground myself here. I'm excited to be a part of the city that no tourist will ever see, and really do something for the community here.
...wish me luck!
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