My parents were amazed by the tiny staircases in Paris, and the tall apartment buildings without elevators. "How does anyone move?" my Mom wondered.
Well, here is your answer:
You get a lift with a platform on the end and you move out of your huge window. Yes. Really.
Today while our programs were running, my undergrad and I visited a Parisian landmark.
And yes, these macarons really are as good as everyone tells you they are!
Tomorrow I head to Marseille to visit the parents of my former roommate for the weekend. I hope they like macarons!
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