How to live the French dream: Visit, move, live, study, work in France: Stories about frustrations, achievements & celebrations.

We’ll always have Paris

After ten magical days, I boarded a plane bound for home. My red fleece coat was balled up in my suitcase, replaced by black cigarette pants and pumps. I didn’t want to simply be recognized as someone who had travelled to France; I wanted to be mistaken for someone who was French.
 Paris, France

Money never sleeps

Enfin, je viens d'obtenir l'élément crucial qui, au même titre que mon visa de travail, va faire de moi une vraie résidente new-yorkaise.
 New York, USA