Taxi Cab Confessions: Paris Edition

I know, I know...
all this hype about moving to Paris
and then nothing but radio silence since I left.

C'est incroyable.

As much as I like to think this spring is all about 
me frolicking down the Seine at my leisure
with a mille feuille in one hand 
& a painfully heavy Chanel bag in the other...
the truth is...
I actually do have to work.

And work have I been doing!

All the little things that take forever when you move somewhere...
{but take infinity longer when you are in France}
cell phones, transit cards, bank accounts, tenancy issues.

Les plaisirs de France.

As I've been jutting around this gorgeous city
schlepping giant bags & newly acquired items like desktop printers,
it's been mainly in the back of a cab.

I've seen the Eiffel Tower about 16 times... through a car window.
I've idled along Ile St. Louis... in traffic.

While a taxi is the least romantic way to experience Paris, fear not:
I'll have plenty of time to strut this city this spring.

So while I'm out today
going back to the phone store on the Champs-Elysees
and heading to an Apple appointment at the Louvre...

Why don't you join me?

*all images original to Aspiring Kennedy