I lived and worked in Paris for a year and a half in the mid seventies. I lived in a postage-stamp-sized apartment in the Latin Quarter and got a job teaching English as a Second Language at the Berlitz School of Languages in Paris, and for one summer at the Berlitz School in London. I didn’t know at the time that my timing was serendipitous because not long after I got my work permit allowing me to work in France, England entered the Common Market. After that, a Yank couldn’t get a work permit in the Common Market countries for a job that a Brit could do. Many of the students at the Berlitz school were businessmen, and those who would be dealing with American businessmen wanted to become accustomed to an American accent. I was in luck! My husband was one of the French businessmen I met at Berlitz, and we married here in the States a few years later. We haven’t been back to France in many years, so I wanted to spend at least a month in Paris. It has taken a lot of planning--and money--but I hope to capture in photos the places I go and the sights I see during my stay in Paris.
