my first parisian apartment

my front door
(to the left is the bathroom, to the right is the closet)

the view from the door

my petit bathroom, but at least I have all the necessities
(next to the toilet and hidden is the sink)

Kitchenette as it is called, and this is a very typical kitchen in a french apartment

the "guest" bed which has actually been used in the few weeks
ive been here, but the main point of this picture is my new painting I
acquired this weekend from my new host father

tv that doesn't work so i've used it to display my favorite flag!

the best part of this apartment are the LARGE windows and
bright sunshine that comes in when its sunny

So, here it is! Although it has a few imperfections, it has been my first and temporary home in Paris. As you can see, there are boxes and suitcases visible as I have not unpacked since I am moving in just a few days. It's larger than what I will be living in next (this is 15m2, the next apartment I am moving to is around 11m2) and its been just perfect for the few weeks I have been here. The tv doesn't work, the electricity doesn't work in the bathroom, and the water heater drips after the water has been used, but overall it has treated me great! I have had the pleasure of living on the premier etage which has been good and bad. It's a nice view, and not so high up, but its quite loud as I live on one of the loudest streets in Paris, or should I say, one of the loudest intersections in Paris. I live next to 2 embassies which have brought many police men (yea!!) and protests my way. I have had a great transition starting my experience of living alone again in a very safe neighborhood and building. THe building here has a concierge and is under video surveillance. I also have had the luck of living right next to the bus 82 which takes me straight to the Eiffel Tower in 15 minutes and drops me back off on my door step, this has been very handy with the kids. Although I am looking forward to the next apartment and settling down, I have been very blessed and kind of spoiled by such a great first apartment in Paris.

Oh, and incase you noticed all the cabinets, just know that this is not typical Paris. The mom I woke for is American and her parents are home designers and they redid this apartment when they bought it for their normal full-time nanny. Normal French apartments do not come with a built-in closet or all the cabinetry you see in the rest of the apartment. That is actually a huge specialty and I kind of wish it was where I was going. Normally you have to purchase an armoire and stuff whatever you can, where ever you can.

So, here you go, a piece of my home.