On the 28th of June, I will be celebrating the second-month-anniversary of my stay here in France. I have a lot to share about my experiences here but due to the challenges of settling in a totally new environment, it seems that I have forgotten all about continuing this blog.
For a time, I actually felt that I should start another blog all over again because of the lack of continuity of this blog. After some thought though, I figured that I did not have a good vision for a new blog---not that I had a good one for this one either! LOL!
As I sit here in Mcdonald's La defense, I try to find the words that will enable me to express how I feel at the moment. It has been one difficult journey, and the past two months actually feels like it has been forever.
I have seen a number of sights in Paris and it's suburbs. I have met a lot of people, most of which are Filipinos living here in France and each one has his/her own story to tell. Some have given me the privilege of knowing more about their jouney here, and some left me with only clues as to the hardships of life living abroad.
The life of Filipinos here is far different from life in english-speaking countries. As a newbie here, without any knowledge of French, I am faced with the harsh reality put up against me by a language barrier.
Between me and my friend's laptop, lies a tray with a glass of Coke Light, frenchfries, and a "medium" Big Mac. In addition, I have my hand sanitizer which I use alternately with typing and eating.
Beside me, are three guys speaking a different language apart from French---or so I think. Most of the time, I can no longer tell what language I am hearing, as I am so used to not understanding the words spoken to me and around me.
This only serves ad my introduction to my life here as I hope to share with you snippets of my first-time attempt to stand on my own to feet in a foreign land.
For a time, I actually felt that I should start another blog all over again because of the lack of continuity of this blog. After some thought though, I figured that I did not have a good vision for a new blog---not that I had a good one for this one either! LOL!
As I sit here in Mcdonald's La defense, I try to find the words that will enable me to express how I feel at the moment. It has been one difficult journey, and the past two months actually feels like it has been forever.
I have seen a number of sights in Paris and it's suburbs. I have met a lot of people, most of which are Filipinos living here in France and each one has his/her own story to tell. Some have given me the privilege of knowing more about their jouney here, and some left me with only clues as to the hardships of life living abroad.
The life of Filipinos here is far different from life in english-speaking countries. As a newbie here, without any knowledge of French, I am faced with the harsh reality put up against me by a language barrier.
Between me and my friend's laptop, lies a tray with a glass of Coke Light, frenchfries, and a "medium" Big Mac. In addition, I have my hand sanitizer which I use alternately with typing and eating.
Beside me, are three guys speaking a different language apart from French---or so I think. Most of the time, I can no longer tell what language I am hearing, as I am so used to not understanding the words spoken to me and around me.
This only serves ad my introduction to my life here as I hope to share with you snippets of my first-time attempt to stand on my own to feet in a foreign land.
