The List

The List: before

Oh how I hate shopping. It is, of course, a good idea to do it before the first week of

August, because you'll get a lot of cheap clearance sales going on after the Winter.

And as for warm clothes, I have the misfortune of living in Chennai. Over here, most people laugh if you ask them if they have warm clothes. I asked this shop chap for woolen socks and he showed me 'women' socks. I explained the concept of wool and he didn't know there were socks made out of them. If you're from the North, chances are you'll find some places with good warm clothes. 

Now, I've heard that we shouldn't buy warm clothes from India because they're usually very bulky and are made for the Indian weather - so that if our pesky sun decides to show up unexpectedly, the wearer won't die of suffocation. This sounds sensible.

The List: after 

I've got one good jacket, though, after much searching. I managed to find one after a lot of searching at Woodland. It's this really cool jacket that can be split into two, so it's easy to pack, looks cool, and can be used as a wind-cheater as well. And, it was on a 50% sale! I also found the best (read only) place in Chennai to buy warm clothes, Joonus Sait and Sons (all five generations of them). Chaps have been around since 1905 as their card proudly reads. Look them up.

Also, I'll be going to Cherbourg soon (that's in Normandy, where I'll be spending most of my first year) and apparently the warm clothes there are cheaper than in Paris even though there isn't so much of a range. Of course, this is all hearsay, and I'll definitely write a post about this once I get there. Keep an eye out, I'll put a link to that here when I write it.

The Introduction

I'm writing this blog  in the unlikely event that one of my juniors decides to ask me for 'advice' about going to Paris. It's intended to document my many misadventures in the process, and possibly - just possibly - it might be a half-decent guide to the city. I've always regretted not starting something like this when I entered Stephen's: if only to keep track of all the nice (and cheap!) eating joints I'd been to.

This is a very fluid introduction. When I get something better to say (i.e, when I am actually an Indian in Paris, perhaps I will say it). In the meantime, I will leave this thread hanging: