10 January 2009

On the treadmill

The rate of activity has increased, even if we've still gone nowhere so far.

The corporate move has many perks and quirks. There is a whole cadre of people facilitating. Danielle the US agent, Marianne the French agent, Alice and David the tax agents...

We're going over to Paris in early February to look for apartments. The fantasy of the romantic Paris interlude was interrupted by the discovery that the only "approved' hotels for our stay are out in La Defense, the office park where my business is located. It is charmingly dead and deserted after about 8 pm on weeknights, and all day weekends. Luckily, it is an easy Metro ride away to the real city.

On the home front, plasterers came today to fix the bedroom ceiling (destroyed by clumsy attic cleaner guys, cleaning the mess left by the roofers...), painters will return next week to paint the ceiling. The house is going to look spectacular just as we leave.


  1. Who is going to clean up the mess left by the plasters? It's turtles all the way down, you know.

  2. I wish I could remember the name of the blog that I used to read for the expat who lived in Paris. She had a lot of interesting posts about the red tape for various things. :)

    This is going to be so cool! I can't wait to hear all of the adventureS!

  3. ps - That last comment was Cheryl....didn't realize I was semi-anonymous still on google

  4. Plasteres were real gentlemen- no mess. Painters will return when the plaster finally dries...