Sitting Seine Side

My hair was curled, my black sequined dressed was zipped, and I just buckled my new black Vince Camuto pumps around my ankles. My roommate cut the music and in the same motion hollered, “the Uber is here!”             “Coming!” I replied, reluctantly, not wanting to go out on a Tuesday night. Yes, a Tuesday. I couldn’t believe I was starting my week with a night out, but I also could not believe I was in Paris so, the awkwardness was fitting. I took a final swig of the Merlot I was sipping, closed the door, and listened to the click-clomp sound my heels made as I walked down our apartment’s spiral staircase. Once I finally caught up to my friends, I slid into the Uber, and we were off. Ten minutes later, we made it to our destination of the night. Considering the day of the week, the line to get inside was relatively long and it was only growing as we walked the short distance from the curb to the back of the line. Within ...

Bonjour and welcome to my blog! As I write this first post, I am sitting at a local café in the 7th arrondissement of Paris, France. French words are flying, the Eiffel Tower is quite literally right down the street, and I am still waiting for it to hit me that I am actually in France. In fact, in just a few short days, I will hit the two-week mark since landing at Charles de Gaulle Airport at the crack of dawn on January 8th. If the speed in which these past weeks have come and gone is any indication to how fast this entire experience will pass by, I will be on the plane back to the States before I know it...which, frankly, is scary! There is so much on my "must-do" list, and considering that I have checked off only two items so far, these next four months will be a total whirlwind and I cannot wait to get it started.  Before I dive into my French adventures, I need to introduce myself. For starters, my name is Erin Delaney and I am currently a junior at Loyo...