These are just a few shots in and around the apartment I stayed in while in Paris. After spending two weeks in London, it was time to jump on the Eurostar and head to the City of Lights. There I’d meet up with two of my friends for a girls’ week in Paris. Prior to leaving Australia, we booked an apartment through airbnb.com. The premise is quite simple – you stay at someone’s apartment while they are elsewhere. I think when you undertake this type of accommodation arrangement (as with couchsurfing etc.) the general rule of ‘don’t be a douchebag’ applies to all parties involved. We were really lucky in that we scored an awesome apartment, in a central part of Paris (Bastille), at a very reasonable cost. We also had the loveliest host who met us at the metro station, helped us with our bags, gave us a general rundown of the area, and even offered us a few beers. After he left us to our own devices, we quickly made ourselves feel at home. Our neighbourhood was quite lively, with plenty of bars and restaurants, and we were in walking distance to so many things. I rather enjoyed the experience of staying in an apartment as opposed to a hostel or hotel. It felt like I really lived in Paris. Which of course made saying goodbye at the end of the week all the more difficult. But never fear, you don’t have to say goodbye just yet because I have plenty of Paris posts lined up. Next up? EuroDisney!