sarahsnowchic

The year is 2006. A serene, meditative and chilly Paris november awaits...... Bonjour! I write to you all again from a humble apartment in the centre of France where i have just arrived- nestled in the regional, mountainous town of Grenoble, winter is descending but snow is still a few weeks away.  As the title of this email suggests, here follows a reflection on what was barely enough time in the 'worldwide centre of artistic and intellectual Avant Garde'- yes, Paris (or pqrs! as this obtuse keyboard would have me type):  A city where drinking wine can be cheaper than water and the only other reasonably priced consumable is probably and comparatively bananas* Note: too many chocolate/banana crepes is never a good thing. But yet, (obligatory pastries/crepes overindulgance aside) also a fitting destination to continue my exploration into European and French art history, alluded to in my first email- from it's Classical be...