A proper Parisian student's view

With such a view out the window of the chambre de bonne, or maid's chamber on the elevator-less seventh floor where I'm staying, I'm feeling like a proper Parisian student. Luckily, my propriety will only last four days. As I continue my Airbnb adventures as a single person, I've had to become more creative as to where I spend my evenings. Couchsurfing among friends can only go so far, so I've downgraded my living arrangements on a couple of occasions recently to turn a profit, having spent a week in late June through early July in a lovely tiny studio along the Canal Saint Martin (which I forgot to photograph) and now a stint in the kind of apartment most Parisian students know all too well. I have to say, while it's romantically typical of the young poor person in Paris, I'm happy I won't always have a seven-flight climb just to crawl into bed at the end of the day.